The scent of vanilla

In my hair;

Dancing across my body;

The cinnamon taste

On my tongue

When he kisses me;

The burnt feeling

In his chest when

He looks into my 

Warm eyes;

The crackle o heat

That passes between us

My honey voice,

Smooth as caramel

Sails across his ears.

I want to see myself

Through his eyes

Because he must see

The beauty that's inside me

The beauty I didn't

         Know

             I

              Had