Honey hair,

with eyes made of mischief and secrets, 

their sticky sweetness saved only for me.

Little body full of feathers and fire

enough to move mountains,

enough to move hearts and souls,

enough to move tears down the track of my face. 

Cheeks carved hollow like their daddy’s, 

the angels taking bites before I ever could.

A snack cracker smile on special for your sister, 

the crackle of history shared only between two.

I am undone at the sound of you,

over again you push my limits within

until you are resting 

your honey hair soft and silent 

beneath my chin.