Lips

Lips of a Angel
Eyes of the Ocean Blue
Hair of Spun Gold
Skin of Soft Alabaster

Your lips taste of ambrosia
Your eyes deep enough to drown in
Your fine hair moves with the slightest breeze
Your baby soft skin
Smells just like a field after a fresh rain

Your lips drawing me in
My whole being drowning in your eyes
The soft feel of your hair
The sweet touch of your flesh

My Angel
My Soulmate
Holding me Close
Never letting me go
Saving me from the Abyss