A Grown and Sexy Lullaby

I can sing you a lullaby that could comatose an insomniac Like the landing of a butterfly a rose would welcome this contact My voice sprinkles her with relaxation the sandman could'nt match Her eyes twinkle with admiration like birds when their eggs hatch The soft aroma of vanilla intertwined with jasmine fills the air A few coronas as a summers night wind blows through her hair Time seems to stop as if a deity entered the scenario Those eyelids drop as a cello escapes the stereo Her pillow overjoyed exhaled feathers that would shame a peacock A sparrow was deployed from heaven with such a divine restock A sleeping beauty in a trance only broken by pure intentions A dream with visions of romance she'll probably never mention. Sha'ntez Jefferson 10/23/12