A sweeter sight,
Never will be,
Than the sight of you,
Asleep, unaware, bare.
A more tempting sight,
Never will be,
Than the way you stare,
Stare into me.
A more fluttering heart,
Never will be,
Than the way my heart skips around you,
The way it dances for you.
A more fulfilling experience,
Never will be,
Than the feeling of safety,
Of intimacy, authentically me.
A more perfect fit,
There possibly cannot be,
Your height, your mind,
Every inch, every molecule, every cell, exquisite in design.
A more definite feeling,
Never have I felt,
Than the knowing I feel with you,
A security, a surety, a destiny.
More honest, more real,
There cannot be,
A language of clarity, of self awareness,
Of respect for you, and me.
