My Love

My love is careless and carelessly
Running through the streets without any shoes on
Screaming and giggling like we're children
My love is sunshine in golden hair
As we kiss with strawberries, sweet and red
On a day that smells like grass and rising dew
My love is sepia tones in an old photo of two people laughing
Sitting on the mantel of an old couple who never stopped holding hands
My love is golden nut brown with a honey glaze
Cinnamon rolls cooling in the window
My love is picture perfect
And all for you