I saw you from my window
I was dazzled from afar
through fields of blooming roses
and sparkly little stars.

At night as cold wind howled
and cats hiss on their prowl—
I drank your verse and treats
alone between my sheets.

At first it was amusing
I blushed so deep inside—
to only find one morning
I wished to be your bride.

Who are you my stranger
who makes my mind fly free?
You caught my heart
with honey darts—
and stung me like a bee.

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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
December 18, 2020 | OC, California

Photography Asaf Fulks at The OC Recording Company
Canon EOS 70D 100mm

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