kiss me goodnight and tell me i'm pretty

~hue's of orange~

Your apricot stained lips
Seem to imprint mine
Your orange creamsicle clouds
Rain papaya sighs

Ah how your amber dust
Tickles my nose
Peach marmalade drizzling from your lips
Dripping into my soul it goes

Skin covered in autumn leaves
Eyes painted like scarlett skies
Your touch is dulcet ginger
And it tastes better than your lies

You smell of tiger lilies
You taste like clementine
Your a dream that won't wake up
An endless illusion of time