angel,
the heavens cannot tell
how ethereal you are to me.
darling,
your cherry cheeks
are the sweetest of fruits.
baby,
let your eyes flutter close
because i shall hold you.
till the night passes
till the days are all one
gold turns to gray
i will love you.
slathering these names
like a fresh coat of paint
on your smooth black nails.
no words can describe it
but oh,
how i love how they roll off my rough tongue
just for you.
-jb
