He wanted to place his heart
in the tender grace of her hands
and let it speak to her of how
and when and why it had fallen
for her completely and madly
and he wished he could place his dreams under the soft smooth porcelain skin
of her belly and let it fill
with tiny hands and tiny feet
and the innocent laughter of children
and it was all of her that he
found wonder and awe in
from the perfect curves of her smile
and the iridescent deep blue pools
of her eyes
to her insecurities and flaws
that he wanted to comfort her against
and show her how beautiful
they helped to make her to him
there was something more
than the perfection of love
he saw and felt beating
and radiating  from her heart
and all he wanted was
to spend the rest of his days
and months and years
finding new ways to make her smile
and laugh
and to hold her through the cruelty
and storms that are unavoidable in life
and he couldn't remember
what it felt like to have a broken heart when lost under her gaze
full of magics beautiful perfection
and all he needed was a moment
of courage to place his heart
in her hands
before her hands vanished
and all his dreams
and hopes where lost along with
the courage he never found