Jairus' Daughter

You are the precious lumpkin cupcake.

You are the apple of my eye (and apples are hella good for you).

When I see your hair wave in the wind (after a few drinks I swear I see your hair blowing) it looks like freshly woven silk spun by the hands of angels.

When you walk by you smell so good people salivate and drool all over themselves while sniffing voraciously at the air that surrounds you.

Your lips look as if they were molded from a rose petal and honey cast. They purse perfectly, and when you speak they move as if being commanded by Mozart himself, art in motion.

Ahhh yes your eyes. So deep, they are deeper than any submarine has ever traveled or will ever travel. They are an endless mystery that beckons all who see them to enter into the back caverns of your consiousness.

Your neck bone. Your neck bone is like a chicken neck bone, but much more beautiful. I ran out of things to comment on because I've only seen one pic of you, so back to the neck bone. Your neck bone draws all who are near to kiss and nibble upon it.

You are the precious lovey lumpkin pookin yummy yum (a technical term). You are artsy fartsy and those who come in contact with you have an uncontrollable urge to lick you all over.

You are... endless.

/cheers