Her

Her hands.

Make a home for mine.

Send sparks to my heart.

Are what I reach out for.

Her eyes.

Can read between my lines.

See the people we can be.

Steal me away from the world around us.

Her wit.

Is the challenger I dream of.

Makes me laugh with admiration.

Sets me up to knock them down.

Her lips.

Bring rose to my cheeks.

Make the world disappear.

Are heaven on earth.

Her voice.

Is the sound of perfection.

Calms my temper.

Whispers softly, “I love you.”

Her thoughts.

Are everything I’m interested in.

Inspire me to dream.

Craft the finest stories.

Her smile.

Wrinkles her nose.

Stops time.

Promises me I will love her endlessly.

Her dreams.

Inspire me to change.

Are secrets I hope to share.

Become my dreams.

Her laugh.

Solicits my smile.

Releases butterflies in my chest.

Is the greatest, most spectacular thing in my life.

Her hands.

Are what I reach out for.

Send sparks to my heart.

Make a home for mine.

She is home, to me. She is.