Sunshine beams, though the gaps of shade under the oak tree.
It's warmth, no match for the energy you radiate.
Stormy big blue eyes stare into my soul seeing me for all I am.
A perfect smile sat atop of your gorgeous face.
How are you here with me?
Not in an art museum or attached to angel wings.
Looking at where your playsuit ends and where your beautiful skin starts.
The grass blows with a gentle summer breeze.
Your golden hair ripples like some lovely body of water.
The shape of your irresistible body is a perfect outline on the scenery.
Our hands interlocked so perfectly like jigsaw pieces.
You squeeze "I love you"
I squeeze back. "I love you"
