Berries and Cream - Amel Larrieux

The flowers bow their heads

The sun she blushes

And she turns red

Leaves are begging trees to be shed

To fall beside you

Words are shamed to be said

And lips are craving to be fed

Butter’s not good enough for bread

When you come through

I smelled your breath and it was

Sweet as berries and cream

It went to my head like

Good bubbly on New Year’s Eve

Your love I bet could turn apples from

Green to red if you pleased

Come on and turn

All your magic out on me

Fish blink their eyes

Cocoons can’t contain butterflies

They break out early

For the chance to glide

Glide beside you

The writer in me comes alive

The musician in me is inspired

To try and make the music cry

The way you make me do

And you take me higher

Because I’m on fire

Baby I’m no liar

Cause you take me higher