May 28, 2008
He’s the reason when our eyes meet that
my heart can’t help but skip a beat.

It’s when he embraces me ever so lightly
that I forget to breathe.

It’s his genuine kindness and care;
the never ending list of individuality I find,
that makes it hard to believe
he’s really mine.

And it’s the way I feel by his side,
beyond comprehension,
that I know with all my being
he is perfection.

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