His eyes.
One glance from Him started a fire in me that I wished not to put out.
Burn.
I wanted to burn.
One touch from Him eased my restless mind,
I unraveled in His arms.
My once guarded heart unshackled itself from the prison I enslaved it.
He was my castle. My stronghold. My fortress.

Time.
1,000 years would not be nearly enough time with Him.
I wanted to devour Him every second of every day.
His scent replaced the air I breathe.

He knows not of my love.
What I feel can never be put into words.

Although I wanted to scream as loud as humanly possible. I love you. You. You brilliant, magnificent, mystical, devastatingly beautiful, irresistible, captivating man you. I love you.
But my lips fell silent.
I wonder if He knew.
I wonder if He could feel my thoughts caressing his soul.

His heartbeat.
I miss His heartbeat.
That's when I felt the closest to Him.
In that stillness.
Feeling his chest rise and fall, His heart singing my favorite lullaby.
I long for it now.

More than anything.