I stare into you like you are the key
Wondering what you see when you look at me
Reflecting off of your rippling beauty
Gawking into your endless inspiring sea
I've never seen a light so bright, behind someone's smile
And if I'm honest, smiling this much, and laughing; been a while
I want to entwine with you, locking hands as we lock eyes
So many pictures with a different color for the skies
I can see your soul, crowned on you like a king with power
Blooming, I know what you are to me, your more precious than the sun, you're my soul flower.

My enormously high hanging fruit,
with girth,
with firmness,
fermented to sublimity.

One taste quenches the soul and leaves one pondering of none other than this forbidden fruit.

This tasty delicacy defies and satisfies the nagging hunger, longing well after in my flora, and fulfills every sweet desire for a never-ending satiate.