Shall I compare you to a Christmas night?
Your eyes gleaming more than the snow in streetlights,
Your breath as fresh as a winter breeze,
Your existence like a gift under my Christmas tree?
Shall I compare you to a bush of roses?
Your scent pulling me like nectarine to a bee,
Your skin as soft as the petals,
Your body as fertile as the soil beneath?
Shall I compare you to a starry night sky?
Your presence like the stars could predict,
Your complexion fair as this dark thick blanket of sky,
Our love like the secrets that the stars bear?
Shall I compare you?
