Beautiful Features

Eyes seen as pools of honey; Sticky, sweet, and somber they aren’t. Their tears fall like melted caramel down to her chin. Blink too fast and you’ll miss their light. A smile so inviting, you would think it was trying to give you a hug. Lips so flushed, soft, and, plumped; calling my name. The sound such a whisper, yet it could be heard through every ear around the world. Her voice was my favorite; So full, yet so angelic. Whether she was singing or not; I imagine that the world stops when she sings, But time runs backwards when she just speaks.