today I witnessed
something
so heart-wrenching,
the sight
of an old, stocky, bad-***,
with a golden heart, man
be frail and in tears
because he was on his way
to
finalize
his divorce papers.

something he'd never imagined
of ever having to do
to a woman who he loved,
truly cared,
and provided for
thirty-seven
years of marriage
to end up finding out
that she never loved him.

All I knew
was that it felt
like lightning had
struck me
as soon as our
eyes
locked onto
each other's eyes.
Her smile
lit up my whole face
as if
I were blushing
to an unsaid
compliment.

I had fallen in love.

I crave for more
than just physical touch.
I crave for someone
whom after having
passionate
and sweet love making,
we could cuddle.
Our flesh melted
onto each other's love.
Sharing a very
intimate
and
meaningful
moment as we
look at each other
in the eyes
and
simply love
and
appreciate
all that is who we are.

It is when I see that
excitement and passion
in your eyes
when you speak
about something
you are most passionate
about
that I know why
I love you so much.

Your Passion.

It'd be a lie to say
I didn't lust
for many women,
but what I truly
do know
as well is that
my heart has this
incredible and grand
passion and desire
for the right one.

The one who is all
I ever wanted,
and more.
The one that no matter
how hard times
would be,
she'd still be there.
Comforting,
yet motivating to
continue on.
The one who I'd take
a bullet without
thinking about it.

They have told me that you pick yourself out
every time you look in a mirror.
I truly cannot understand why because
you are the most beautiful woman
I have ever met. Your mind, your soul,
the way you can put even the most bitter person
at ease with such calming and understanding
eyes and smile.
My love, you embody all that
beauty is.