For a lovely lass whom I loved very much x

She tastes like honey and moonlight

And in the starshine she flew free

Silver in sultry delight like an echo

Of women long forgotten and her mood

Rises like sweet sugar cakes in an oven

Crackling with the fires of passion

A kiss and a kindness and a touch

Of love and afternoon delight

In the evening and maybe sand

Gets everywhere but nevertheless

You taste sweet like sunshine

And a midsummer night’s dream

Love,

Marie Athena xo