We as individuals are always quick to point out all the bad that someone has done to us, but never the good. But when you have a good thing you have to let them know in your own way. Sometimes it takes the bad to appreciate the good, and I definitely appreciate the good that I have.
His
He’s like a breath of fresh air
My cloud over my sun
I drift into his arms
I lay my head on his chest
His smile fills my horizon
He’s like a tall glass of ice water
An umbrella in the rain
I cling to his strength
His laugh tickles my heart
I’m lost in his baby face
He’s like the combination to my safe
The band around my money
I rub my hand across his close cut
I grin at his eyes
I drown in his gaze
I confide in his heart
He’s like the socks on my cold feet
The time on my watch
I bathe in his mind
I hide in his soul
He’s like a candle that lights my room
The wine in my glass
I’m shook by his touch
Engulfed in his sweat
I’m locked by his attention
He’s like the ring on my finger
The polish on my nails
I grab his hand
I kiss his lips
I detect his love
And only his
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