My tired mind drifts off to thoughts of you,
And I feel like a prisoner escaping from a deserted island.

Holding hands with you,
Gives me the feeling of being a ray of sunlight making its way through thick canopies and finally kissing the ground.

Your smile casts upon me a spell of enchantment,
As if we were angels romancing in the skies over the fluff of ethereal clouds.

You send my heart to raptures when you embrace me,
And I feel as vibrant as the colour of the sky right before sunset.

Your tender kisses are poems on love,
Your lips: subtle metaphors, your dimples: extraordinary similes, your stubble is a hint of alliteration here and there.

And our love is eternal...