His eyes
Big pools of melted chocolate
capture my attention and put me in a daze
His bangs
hovering over his forehead
casting a slight shadow
His cheeks
always tanned
Always flushed
Hs small acne spots
making him look older
yet younger in the same moment
Eyes describing so many things
showing maturity confusion
anger intelligence
sympathy
a longing only understood by few
his smile
it kills me
his lips
they ssend me over the edge
making me impatient
his voice
it lulls me
Calms me in my worst of outrages moods
a song that reminds me to breathe
in
and out
his patience
tells me that he would wait
There would be no pressure
his quietness
tells me he'll listen
his being
it gives me
a reason