I Love Rachel

She is my summer

She is vines wrapped around a tree.
She is sunbeams cracking through the window. She is hardwood floor and all the age with it. She is half naked days, still wrapping ourselves around each other.
Her lips are has red as a strawberry. Her cheeks like a peach. Her skin looks like she was kissed by the sun and her eyes look like they trap all the world's color in them.
She is cracking open a near novel, hearing the crisp pages turn for the first time. She is a smile brighter than the sun and a laugh louder than any heat.
Her skin glows in the moonlight as the glow from the moon slips in through the curtains. She is beauty as she sits, content with the beautiful frame that holds her together.
She's the bright hours of the morning and she is the sun set days. She is the scorching hot heat and she is the cool breeze.
She is my baby and I'd take her over summer any day