i know a girl who has eyes with glints of moonshine and hair the colour of sultry july nights.
her laugh sounds like a waterfall falling straight from the heavens, tumultuous and warm and full of sky.
her lips are like perishing lilies, and her smile reminds me of home.

i know a girl who looks at me in a way that makes my heart beat in my ears and under my skin, fragile, so very fragile.
she holds me under the starry sky, and i feel untouched and pure and like I am hers.

i know a girl with the moon in her eyes.
i drink in the sight of her like a chalice, like she is holy water, until i am no longer godless.