Echo Muses 5.

The sum of him 

Doe eyes                                           Elixir to my mouth                               Vela words to my ears

Crushes the pell-mell                         Kava Kava’s me home,                         To heal me in aqua waters

Burns a verse, to lite                               My heart to start                                   Scatters my thoughts,                             To be the morning dew

Seizes the destitute of touch,               To tingle my skin like peppermint

Kisses my eyes, for he says, waterfalls ought to cut only the river rock

Makes the hummingbirds come again, for midnight is when his music seeps in