what a voice, an adoring grin
warm hazel eyes that welcome sunsets in
a laugh of blooming jasmine
from october’s touch to march’s kiss
spoonfuls of honey warmth by a cup to sip
a blushed smile like a spoonful of peanut butter
grasped by the hands of a child
hair that is messy and soft
arms to pull me in by the waist
soothing and pure cheer
in your love