Is this what heaven feels like? The sweet smell of your cologne filling my nostrils as I lay my head against your thumping chest. The warm feeling when I'm enveloped in your arms. The gentle way you run your fingers through my hair. The twinkle in your eyes when you look at me. The reflex of your smile when I catch you staring at me. The spreading of redness on your sculpted cheek bones. The soft voice you use when you speak to me; like a melody crafted by Orpheus himself. The caresses you rain on my skin; like you're an eager artist and I, your canvas. The soft kisses you lather me in, like I'm the most fragile thing you've ever met and you're afraid I might break beneath your touch. The protective way you hold me like you're worried that I would be taken away from you. I hope we'll never part, in this world and in the next. Every detail of your existence is a God's gift I'm eternally grateful for.

-m.b