He Loves You

Your skin like an explosion, Of silken stars, erupting on my eyes every touch, Then elegantly gleaming in the night’s air, To whisper of new found love. New found just as, Stars are wished upon, And gentle flowers spawned, Just to confess of my hidden love. Can you doubt these or that? Your sweet lips don’t mesmerize me. Mesmerize me to the verge of every moments blink taken, Seems, no is short moments of bliss. Can you not hear the sweet whispers? On the wings of the angels, Sweet whispers that say, “He Loves You”