"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."
- Elizabeth Barret Browning, "Sonnet 43", Sonnets from the Portuguese
Atem loved the way Yusei's eyes—
smoldering and stoic with sapphire fire
sparkled in the sunrise
while his lover admires
Atem loved the way Yusei's voice,
smooth and deep while the heavens rejoice
pulled him down to Earth
while his love gently rebirths
Atem loved the way Yusei's heart
gracious and generous and giving
kept him inside even timelines apart—
stayed by his side whilst not truly living
Atem loved the way Yusei . . . is Yusei
marvelous, and majestic and made of light
as their souls reunite
while love's guidance shows them the way
