I was honeysuckle & roses,
the butterflies in your stomach,
the quaking in your knees,
the gentle breeze & sunshine
on your pretty face.

I took you to magical places,
made you laugh,
your heart skip beats,
took you off your feet.

Your favorite dessert
was in my fingers,
I wrote you prose,
lot's of it,
never realizing until
it was too late.

But, you always and will,
bring out the best in me.