He’s like the warmth
of an old memory
being revived.
He’s like the morning sun
kissing my face gently,
becoming the first beauty I see.
Or like the cool rain
I haven’t danced under
in a long time.
He’s like the wild adventures.
A reminder there’s new wonders
left undiscovered.
He’s the never ending story,
A NEVER again
will you find a better treasure—
Or at least that’s exactly
how you feel
each time you’re together.
He’s part of the reason
it feels like parts of you are together,
like magnets or unexplained magic,
or souls mending.
He’s all the words
you can define love
and all the ones
you’ll never find.