Your eyes,
The diary to your mind of which I have the key.
I need not read.

Your smile,
Full of warmth and love but you're hurting.
I feel it too.

Your scent,
Sweet and familiar you bring me in closer.
I savor the aroma.

Your taste,
Pressing your lips to mine for a brief moment.
I cherish it.

Your thoughts,
Endless and extravagant, you share them all.
But only to me.

Our bond,
Thought of as a myth but we know better.
We are soul mates.