i began to tell you how freely your eyes set into your skin

how your freckles join like constellations across your noses' bridge

i began leaning toward you, reaching my finger under your chin

picasso must have sculpted your faultless satin lips

i know your mind is ever changing yet always

one in the same

left in awe as you run outside to dance under

the wet and frigid rain

how you are better than any dream i could

imagine n' any way

but what an understatement, to just call you

beautiful day to day