The way her eyes looked at him could communicate a love story unique of any kind.
His fingers followed the curves of her body outlining a story of love.
Every moment spent with her next to him was a moment he thanked to the up above.
There was nobody else like her out there, nobody that made him felt this special way.
He spoke to her constantly but he still found every time he met her eyes he had no idea what to say.
Her beauty was unmatched, glowing with radiance only shared with a select few.
The softness of her skin rivaled silk and when pressed against his created fireworks too.
She spoke with a voice that soothed the heart and eased all tension.
The brunette colors of her hair shined in ways he almost forgot to mention.
He loved the way she held his hand and caressed his palm with her thumb.
She loved how he could make her laugh with any joke no matter how dumb.
The interests they shared was something rare between the two.
Their own passions brought them closer with more to share and more to do.
The nickname of Megels was given to her that only they could share.
She had come up with naked man of which to share in public she did not dare.
When he looked into her eyes he saw his future, content and complete.
She looked into his and wondered how lucky she was that their paths had crossed for them to meet.
His favorite was when she crinkled her nose at him when she smiled and winked.
Her favorite was when he held her, kissed her cheek, and felt their hearts linked.
She clung on to him like a spider monkey in bed with its favorite mate.
He played with her hair and squeezed her back, keeping her happy no matter how late.
They had been through a dangerous adventure together with twists and turns.
She hated the time it took and being attacked with bullets, fists, and burns.
They got one ride on the coaster of life and he knew who he wanted to spend every day of it.
She had a happily ever after in her heart and knew that he was worth every single bit.
Making it to the coast at the beach was a dream come true.
Seeing the sunset and waking to flowers and a trip done took away all that made her blue.
Her lips met his in a way that captured lightning in a bottle for them to see.
She closed her eyes giving herself to him, her lips kissing all that they could be.
The stars shown above while he lay in bed, dreams of her running constantly on a loop.
She smelled her flowers, reminding herself of him, her senses lining up together in a troop.
Together they completed the most beautiful loving puzzle ever seen by man.
Fitting perfectly and yearning for one another like the most passionate fan.
Her hand was what he desired, to call her his other while on one knee.
She dreampt of that reality and was excited for the possibility but did not let him see.
He made her feel like she could be herself and truly enjoy her life completely.
She made him feel like he could accomplish anything and jump for joy repeatedly.
They sang together, played together, and traveled together hand in hand.
She moved in perfect harmony, smile in her heart, feet in the sand.
She was his perfect other half, he'd let her know every single day.
He was her lobster, a comment she didn't know if she could say.
To him, she was perfect, an angel in every way.
To her, he was the happily ever after no matter how the cards lay.
She was a gorgeous bouquet of flowers to him.
Beautiful, emotional, complete, and brightened his every waking day no matter how dim.
xoxoxLove Youxoxo

