Church Girl

You are beautiful in the quietest of ways;
it clutches grace in your seams.
You are ancient beauty,timeless,endless..
Your skin looks like manna,rare and perfect.
Your footprints surely taste like church bells
to the church to the ground,long,certain and holy.
There are mint chocolate bubbles strewn underneath your tongue.
You are both amen and hello.
Forget your pain
Forget your bad hair days,think about me and recklessly, cold-bloodedly, wholeheartedly I can love you.
My favorite song would be the feel of your fingers against my skin.
A timeless ballad.