His name is netcar against my tongue,
It is a warm...breeze through my teeth,
And the sound,
Oh the sound!
Once escaping my lips,
Upon meeting the air,
Resembles the delicate ruffling of wind through the leaves of a willow.

His face is a mysterious...
Beautiful!
Mirror of the sun's golden rays,
The moon's silver shivers,
Blended into one whole...
Forming a creation of the Earth...
Uncomparable.
Unique.
One out of the millions  of galaxies
And all their individual stars.

His eyes are twinkling stars,
Two alined lovers in the sky.

His smile is the unraveling of a full moon,
Lighting where ever darkness lurks.

His energy is
light,
warm,
happy,
and full of love.