My Sunshine

Only the heavens know what she was crafted from but right here right now it did not matter She is the only thing I see it is as if I am really seeing her for the first time in all her beauty Her lips crooked with a drop of whiskey on her tongue Her eyes gentle and content but that devilish grin reveals just a hint of sin Her strong shoulders lower as she lets herself go I can almost see the weight of the world roll down her back and onto the floor Nothing has ever sounded sweeter than her soft breath of relief and with that She was free I have never seen a smile so pure and so wholesome She stands there in the kitchen wearing nothing but my button down shirt She tilts her head and shoulders back opening up like a flower the sun seeps into her copper skin filling her with its warmth and light She is finally whole It was as almost she was originally crafted from the sun