She To Me

(Saturday 28th August 2010, early evening)
 
She is to me
Like wool to clouds
Like green to grass
Like birds to the trees

And her face shines
Like the brightest star
Her hair - it is to me
Fine smooth as silk
How I WANT to touch
To FEEL it run over me
And to do those things as before

Her lips
They run over me like day to night
And OHH those heaven-sent eyes
They live on
Forever they need be
Never stopping, slowing or to fade

But to see them with mine
Is like honey bees
Now they wait, they need to
Soon, my sweet, so VERY soon
Will they come together with mine