From Boy To Girl, From Girl To Boy Poem by Areese Woodson

The Immaculateness of the bronze in your eyes eldulcorates the shadiness in mine.
Each of your eye lashes is a ravishing poem prolonging pages with knowledge.
Your head is the moonlight illuminating the stories in each of your locks in the midst of a resting day.
The lambent color of your smile is the light that wakens the day.
The portrait your hands create tell me I'm in the mere presence of a writer.
Each word you read is a piece of lamp light gently touching your pupils, glistening them.
Each poetic prose you write is a gift to any mind.
Each poem you mold blows summer air through the cells of every reader.
Together, our voices float the pieces as softly as the tunes of spring.