part two: him.

he takes my trembling hands and holds them close. when i look at him, all my anxieties come undone, he takes my demons and lets them go. know within every corner of his heart, he holds endless wanderlust, dreams of moonlight that waits patiently before us. see, he sets fire to the world around him, but never lets a flame burn his soul. when he speaks, i see sunlight that parts through his lips, unspoken words clutched beneath emotions which often are too afraid to come to the surface. see, he is so strong yet ever so fragile. know we are perfect enough to exist in the same lifetime, his hands carefully lock into mine. oh, how rare it is to find someone whose eyes are brighter than sunshine. when i look into his eyes, i find a beautiful paradise. there are notes of brown and amber beneath his lashes and honey drips so carefully from his iris, see if eyes were souls, his would be gold. there is kindness that runs through his veins, compassion laces his heart but when sorrow arrives to break his soul apart, he finds the courage to begin again, he knows he’s worth so much more than his pain. i believe we are meant to pour our stories into one another so that we become stronger, so that our souls can grow old together. know, his words contain the deep blues of the ocean, as if with every wave that appears, our love intensifies leaving every atom of doubt behind. see, his speech is like romantic poetry, they allow my flowers to roam wild and free. with every poem he recites, between his every line, he brings forth a new nuance to our love, a new meaning of life. know with him by my side, we’ll burn like the stars at midnight while the sky sings us its sweet lullabies, we’ll paint the world with our colours. just him and i.

              ~maysablogs