He Finished The Heavens* Poem by The4amPoet ....

</>when the heavens were finshed
it was his first call of duty
to make sure that no one
could compare to your beauty
on a cotton bud cloud
he scoured the earth
untill he heard the cries
of your mother giving birth
then he went to his parlour
and on the top shelf
was a jar full of spices
that he'd kept for himself
he teleported down straight into the midwife
to be the first pair of hands
to hold you in this life
and as he held you
he pondered where to begin
he melted some caramel into your skin
a scoop of cinamon for your eyes
chocolate birthmarks
on your finger and thighs
he bathed you in saffron
from his finger tips
he powdered paprika all over your lips
he massaged your head
and he took lots of care
two sticks of liquorish infused in your hair
a splash and a half of honey suckle rose
where on earth did he put it
god only knows(and me<3)