To baby candy

I wrote this piece of shit for one of my baby

Your stretch marks are like wines embracing a tree
They make you unique
They are something hard to see
But easy to reach

Your freckles are like sprinkles on my ice cream
They enhance the flavour
I always save some for later

Your eyes are like shooting stars
Setting the earth in flames
You ignite a fire that strikes desire
And no beast can tame it

You're composed of gold
That can't be sold
You soak in its richness fervently
You and it entirety could end me

So I make a toast
Let your inner beauty glow so bright it shows
And let your worth grow so much it radiates the soul you sowed

You deserve the world
And my world is yours