Freckles

I like how the sun kisses your skin

golden and warm
glowing and flushed with the summer heat

You say that you get hot and sticky

the air is too stuffy
the sweat is too much

but I catch you closing your eyes in the morning
soaking up the day before it starts


I like how the moonlight falls on your cheek

silky and cool
soft and blended with the darkness

You say that the peace and quiet is all you need

the gentle hum of passing cars
the stillness of sleeping birds

but I catch you humming along to the music of my playlist
swaying in my arms like the night before


I like how the constellations move with your freckles

adrift and infinite
adored and unpredictable with the faded rays

You say they look weird in the mirror

the misshapen marks of distant Summers
the inbetweeners of dull specks

but I catch you smiling when I kiss your cheeks
connecting the dots of each freckle with my lips