you looked like an angel with ribbons of sunbeams dripping dulcet ambrosia from your golden hair. i remember laughing, thinking oh how the sun must envy you! with the way your saccharine ribbons would undress against the flirting wind, and how the morning star almost pickpocketed it.
do you remember how i caught your ribbon? oh how they trickled between my two fingers so sinful and sticky! with the scent of sun drenched raspberry and pure vanilla bean pods. do you remember? when i caught a honeyed droplet with my tongue before it wept down my wrists and how i
plucked
and
plucked
and
plucked
until it unravelled like ripples of a streamlet splashing at our feet. you looked bewitching, seraphic with your sloughed off disguise like an apetalous red dahlia. you tried to cower, but instead you bathed in milky withered flowerets that clung to your porcelain skin. if only you knew! it made you look like heaven.
the first time your pomegranate lips pivoted into a sugar coated smile, my heart skittered like throbbing tooth ache. i remember feeling like if i moved, (even) an inch, you would shatter into a million celestial stars. oh how you buried your nightshade lips under fragments of nirvana! i would give everything to savour your poison laced mouth. so instead with sated eyes i
watched
and
watched
and
watched
until the green eyed daystar sank into the horizon with one last seething glare at the ethereal beauty with ribbons of sunlight at her feet.
there was something i never told you that night. whilst intoxicated with sultry musk and tuberose, i saw the bittersweet depths of your heart and
i
fell
deep
deep
deeply
in
love.
oh! how you looked more heavenly than any angel, empyrean or aphrodite herself!
if i could, i would brand the impression of you against my burning eyes so that every time i blink, i can relive this night
over
and
over
and
over
again
because
you
looked
h u m a n.
— an excerpt
from the person who saw the real you.