His eyes
Big pools of melted chocolate
capture my attention and put me in a daze

His bangs
hovering over his forehead
casting a slight shadow

His cheeks
always tanned
Always flushed

Hs small acne spots
making him look older
yet younger in the same moment

Eyes describing so many things
showing maturity confusion
anger intelligence
sympathy
a longing only understood by few

his smile
it kills me

his lips
they ssend me over the edge
making me impatient

his voice
it lulls me
Calms me in my worst of outrages moods
a song that reminds me to breathe
in
and out

his patience
tells me that he would wait
There would be no pressure

his quietness
tells me he'll listen

his being
it gives me
a reason