it tasted like butterflies the ice cubes floating in lemonade . I soaked the sun, making room for the moon. the stars twirled to your voice. Your velvety eyes, soft and smooth, I got lost. I was trapped in what felt like a never ending summer . I woke up in my cold windowless bedroom. The was no sun,it rained hard. The stars had once collapsed from the sky. you, gone must have been honey coated nightmares .