Do you ever look at him and its like looking at the sun and the moon and all the stars eclipsing eachother in a moment. You look at him with such awe and yet, when he sees you he smiles, his smile lights up every dark corner of the earth and shines its forgiving light into every crack and crevice of your soul.
His eyes are like a sea, you could sail your entire life away on that sea. His eyes are the sky, vast and brilliant and constant. You can always look into that ageless, radiant sky that blazes with so much determination. You are flawed. you are damaged, broken. You are dark and wrong and unworthy and yet, whe he looks at you and smiles like you are the only thing in creation worth looking at you fall in love all over again. No, not love. The word cannot even begin to wrap itself around this man, this feeling of being made whole again after everything by a touch. This word is lacking.
When he holds your hand it feels like a warm summer rain and an anchor all at once. it feels like the heat of the sun in the ice of your veins. it feels like the first ray of warmth after a downpour. like if you let go the cold will seep into your skin and your bones and you will shatter without it holding you together.
When he speaks it sounds like thunder rolling in from the south running wild with the electric wind. it sounds like the first break of dawn and pounding of his heart. It sounds heavy with years but light with hope and viviancy at the same time. When he laughs its like white fire across your flesh. Its like every year is stripped away and youre made young again, it fills you with life.
And, when youre alone together. When his voice is rough and his lips like velvet brush your ear as he whispers wishes and lovley praises you dont think you can possibly want him any more his velvet lips press onto yours and every thought that scratched and screamed in your fractured mind melts away leaving bliss in its purest form. Everything is him. There is nothing but him in the universe. All the stars are in his eyes and all the warmth is in his touch. So beautiful in every way. Perfection without perfection. He is not perfect but even that statement contradicts itself in the fact that it makes him perfect. He is divine in his so human way.
When you lay together with only your hearts and lungs and breathless laughs and sickly sweet smiles. All is right and safe with him. He closes his eyes and sighs a single i love you in your ear before falling into blissful contentment. You close your eyes and repeat the short phrase back, more to yourself as a question actually. Slowly a warm grin spreads on your face, continuing to grow into a wide smile that makes your face ache. A warm feeling swells like the tide in your chest as those simple words echo through your being, the feeling of happiness? saftey? wholeness? the feeling of...being loved. it is so completeing. Like this life and every life before it has aligned to create this one perfect moment in which you now reside. You keep smiling until beautiful dreams engulf you in wonderful joy.