To Celia

The first thing this poem reminded me off was the story of Peter Pan, the part about him and Wendy kissing a thimble. Had I not read the paragraphs following the poem I would have forgotten that this was in fact a song, I think the stanzas were what mislead me. I like all of the metaphors the author, Ben Johnson, has used to describe his compliments to his lady. I can't say for sure if this is how I would choose to write a love poem, but it really is beautiful. They way he talks about her breath and her kisses is almost borderline creepy, but I am pretty sure I would be flattered if someone said it to me.