There is such peace in the way

The sunlight is sliced on your cheek

      So smooth and creamy

      Serene, like new snow

My eyes dance on your skin

Leaving behind their mad footprints

Your eyelashes are spring

Tiny tulips

Springing from cool, crisp earth

And fresh baby cherries-- your lips

Are born

      So innocent

      Wet with dew and singing

Seasons changing…

                      How cute…

                                  Watching you sleep…