Can this be it?
Is this what I've been searching for all along or is it just another one of my escapades?
It's those lips. Soft as melting ice. Sweet as caramel.
It's those eyes. Warm as the reflection of a peaceful lake in the auburn sun. Smiling.
It's those palms. Caressing me ever so gently. Leaving my mind blank.
It's those veins. Pulsating so full of life, almost lost as mine.
It's the core. Those arms. That back. Oh so natural and powerful.
Tracing those hills leaving me blurry eyed and wanting more.
That passion.
It's the mind. Tangled and twisted. It's the acceptance, the awe.
It's the feeling I get when I look at me while looking at him. It's the way he makes me laugh like a child. It's the way he's there with his own life yet welcome in mine. Its the way he knows my actions without my words. It's the way I don't want to hurt him. It's the way he's so open, seemingly opposite of what he's like around others. It's the way I miss him when he's not around. It's the way my heart skips a beat when he takes control. It's the way his heart speeds up when I trace his face.
It's the way.
...his way is never-ending.