The way
it fell around her
The way she smiled
as if the sun always shined
And naturally,
the way I felt about her
I could always feel it seep into my bones,
dust every magical outlet of my own
and I could never imagine anything better
than feeling soft brown hair on my fingertips
and kissing
lips that always tasted sweeter
than honey ever could be
I doubt anyone has realized that
my mind
is just as filled with her
as any old spells.