Once I witnessed your heart.
I instantly became addicted.Your eyes.Your stare, like floating love.If you can imagine it.Floating effortlessly to my awaiting emotions.Your presence.Your smile, like perfect days.If you can imagine this.Stress free and blissful.Your voice and its tone.So soft.It'll make cotton take a step back to admire it's competition.Your style.Your demeanor, cool as beach sands after sunsets and more potent than power.Your patience.Your compassion, like Mothers love.If you can imagine it.More tender than rare.Exuding more understanding than the definition of care.Let me better help you imagine this.Your touch is protection.Your holds outweigh hugs.Your love making isn't sex.The way you look at me.Notifies my mind.That there's no room in your vocabulary for the word "Next".Our conversations are intellectually stimulating.Us French kissing pales in comparison to our soft pecs.No form of foreplay can amount to the chills that I receive, by your lips grazing my neck.You're simple.I like it.I respect your respect.For morality.You don't deceive my heart.By creating premeditated broken promises.Matter of fact.You inject into my heart, truth.You take pride in keeping my sanity.Your make is made of true love.You're classic, like Billie Holidays marbled slab vanity.You keep me thinking deep.You're the reason I compose unforgettable similes.Even when we agree to disagree.You don't "bum rush" my mind with lies.Using "undercutting lines".Never leave me to stare into a mirror of "me".While asking "Why silly me"? Or"How'd stupidity sink into thee".Once I witnessed your heart.I instantly became addicted.My only wish is that this was my reality, but my heart is strong and my patience long.I have no doubt with this cup full of faith.That sooner than "late".This love will be sent to me.For, I've already imagined it.M.T.F.D.