He paints his world with soft big strokes of creative love without any idea that I watch in awe like a child. I sit amazed as his steady heart creates an inspiring canvas of experience.
My eyes and smile grow big as I feel to purr in his soft presence.
As I thumble through the memories I have collected, a rush of magic pushes my heart heavy into a sweet ache.
He holds rich joy in an inside pocket of his heart next to small seeds of anticipation but smiles with the dream life has given him.
He warms my stomach and gently melts me away in to me.