She makes the stars glimmer
They glow a little brighter each time they see her eyes.
Dark brown orbs that mimic the night forest
and with each blink
you can almost hear the crickets sing.

She walks like smoke.
Each one of her curls twist like chocolate strings
winding round and round,
heavens ladders seeking a resting place
then finding it upon the swells of her back.

"Drag the moon down" she says.
So that she may see the path to where my heart hides.
Its throbbing beat, whispering secrets,
dark tales that read like romance novels
settled in the mind of a drunken fool.

"Do you love me ?" She asks.
Thats why I wonder over cliffs,
just to fall for her
Sweet notes taken from a tragic scream
crushed bones gift wrapped with a kiss
just to fall for her