Your touch knows my heartbeat and defines my role.
Your eyes melt the parts of me that make up my whole.
Your body breathes the fire of a man caught in a war.
Your heart sings the melodies and creates the score.
Your smile intoxicates my mind like a top shelf drink.
Your arms fade away my insecurities before I can blink.
Your chest houses release after a long work day.
Your hair shields the chaos of what my scars say.
Your whole being is a gift I unwrap with no haste.
A careful unraveling to ensuring no space goes to waste.
Your mark in my life is the wound on the skin.
It’s your soul I get to savor for your beauty within.