She spoke to his soul in a way that he simply
couldn't describe.

She left things within him,
like-glances-and
s l o w   b r e a t h s ,

And in his fast-filling mind,
she painted
brilliant strokes.

He framed them with his affections and listened
as they seemed to sing.

Their frequencies bounced about his
c a v e r n o u s   s h e l l
until they filled him up

And he could only look up,
taken
by his overwhelming gratitude
at the creator's hand.