God bless

The honeysuckle growing in a field surrounded by roses that leave a sweet smell when they leave for the night. Her eyes speaking to me like an Orchestra with the sweetest notes being played by vocal cords when she smiles
Her eyes feel like a pocket watch that is always rocking back and forth in front of you because when I look into your eyes I could get lost in them just like I was in a dense orchard picking apples smelling the Pumpkin spice that lingers around the fall season when I feel lost in your eyes. Her smile made me feel like I'm Adam and me praying to God that you could be turned into one of my ribs again just so I wouldn't forget how it felt to be with you in a room. Her laugh sounded like the Beatles because every time she laughed I could hear Paul McCartney singing "Here comes the sun" But when you laughed I asked God did you clip her wings just to show that she was too pure and happy to be an angel for you