You watch YouTube,
Enough to explore and discover.
You found The Last,
A romantic video from Wong Fu Productions.
I cried the first time we watched it,
And I cried the second time too.
You held me tight,
Making me cry harder
When you made your own case,
How I am your five loves.

Here are mine.

Who you are is my green-eyed woman,
Who I befriended at work over pictures of my cat.
We can never appreciate Muffy more for bringing us together.

What you are is the woman of my dreams,
My greatest supporter in everything I do.
Not even Scarlett Johansson can measure up to you.

When you are is the brightest moment of my life,
Finding me in a moment when I felt alone.
You made me believe in my own happiness again.

Where you are is a small Appalachian mountain town,
Known for its long winters and college atmosphere.
You make the winters warmer and my days brighter.

Why you are is the reason I smile and feel happy,
Why I look forward to my future.
But only if it includes you.

I love you forever.
I like you for always.
As long as you love me,
My Green Eyes you’ll be.

Eleven years ago I am a vulture
picking at a rabbit on the side of the road.
I am just doing what I must to stay alive,
and the casual observer passes by
to observe, rapt, disgusted but unable
to look away. Then a wind blows and I
am Victor in the motel hallway, knees
enclosed in my elbows, head tipped back
against the wall and eyes on the ceiling
in dismay. Then the train hits the tracks
and I am cracked and reassembled
in the present day, carrying all these
ways that we’ve been gay. Feeling our
burns of each degree, how we are
learning family.

You can search far and wide for a beauty that matches hers.
Only Gaia can hint at the beauty she possesses.
Her eyes are a soft green,
A gentle aquamarine like that of the sea;
They captivate and tranquilize you.
Only Helen's smile is a pale example of hers,
Which leaves you with the desire to see it again;
Nothing in nature surpasses her smile.
The right words will reveal her laugh,
Only the Nightingale's charming melodies can come close;
It is a siren's call that you follow repeatedly to hear again.
She radiates warmth when she holds you,
Like a gentle touch of glow of Apollo on your cheek;
A natural peace can be found when her arms are wrapped around you tight.
Her dark hair is as soft as a cloud,
Yet it runs through your fingers like wild silk;
She is a dark-haired version of Aphrodite when her hair is left down.
You can travel across the world in search of a beauty like hers,
But nothing can match it.
It is not restricted to the mortal body.
You have to look inside her heart to discover its origin.
She is kindness personified,
Her scruples displayed in her actions;
Maybe she is **** reborn into the modern world.
She holds conversations with all,
But she befriends only a select few;
Her exclusive circle open only to those she cherish.
I can wonder how blessed they are to be in her presence,
I only wish to be in her arms;
Yet she has carefully let me in with open arms,
While protecting the parts she is not ready for me to glimpse.
My patience and support she will eternally have,
As a friend, companion, or more;
Her happiness is my ever reaching ambition.
Not even Gaia can compete against this dark-haired mortal goddess,
Whose strength I forever admire.
She will always remain a compelling presence in my life,
No matter the Fates' intentions for our lives.

She goes by many names,
The woman who captured my heart.
I call her Green Eyes because of her captivating eyes,
Which sees in me things I never thought existed.
She is Cuddle Cub when I am in her arms,
Where I find safety and tenderness.
She is the sun and stars of my universe;
Her radiant light warms me at day and brightens my night.
She is mi amor in my heart,
Even if she is not ready to hear that.
She is my partner in all but name.
She is Helen,
Whose beauty arrests me.
She is Aphrodite in the flesh,
Whose touch makes my heart flutter.
She is my present and future,
She is the owner of my heart.

I am the luckiest woman in the world.
Why?
Yesterday I spent time with a goddess.
Although she fails to see herself as such.
Her beauty is timeless.
She is the sun whose rays brighten my days.
Her warmth envelopes me and keeps me warm.
She has eyes that radiate kindness,
And her smile can rival Helen's.
Every day I am with her will be dedicated to her;
For I am her loyal supporter.
Only the luckiest woman in the world gets to glimpse into her soul.
And every day I will count my blessings,
For that is me and my privilege.

It only takes a moment to know,
Watching her head lay down for a short rest,
Hiding her captivating but beautiful green eyes from view.
It only takes a gentle innocent touch to make my heart flutter,
Her soft hand caressing my own,
Her touch saying more than words could say.

I yearn to hold her in my arms,
Where I know she will lay like she belongs there...because she does.
I wonder what her hand would feel like in my own,
Or what it would feel like to play with her beautiful dark hair.

She awakened a part of me I never knew existed,
A part that misses her when we are apart,
A part that could spend all day making her laugh,
A part that never wants to miss a ****** expression,
And a part that never wants to stop staring into her eyes.
She makes my heart flutter just by thinking of her.

In that moment I knew I would do anything for her.
I would protect her heart.
In that moment I knew what my future looked like.
I see my hand holding the hand of an alluring dark-haired green-eyed woman.
She does not know I am already hers.

Love is debilitating.
I cannot breathe if we do not speak.
I cannot function when my every thought is of her.
She is my everything.
She is why the Earth continues to rotate,
And the sun continues to rise.
She is why the birds chirp,
Singing Apollo’s precious love songs.
Her beauty is nature’s greatest work,
But her heart and soul is my saving grace.
My heart skips when we talk.
My entire being exists solely for her.
Eros’s arrow struck my heart the moment blue eyes met hazel.
Love blossomed when laughs and smiles were exchanged.
I became hers when hands touched,
When promises were made.

Life is full of incredible wonders.
Just when you prepare to lose hope,
Life gives you a reason to keep trying.
And a beautiful reason she is.

There is something exciting about a new friendship,
Especially one with many possibilities.
There is a thrill in the journey,
A reminder that lovers may meet at journey’s end.

Her name means victory,
But I already knew that she won by the fluttering of my heart.
Her dark hair flows with a gentle curl.
Her fair face is sparkled with freckles and moles,
A beautiful constellation I would happily trace with gentle fingers.
Her pale eyes intrigue and captivated me,
For they often seem to reflect between green and light blue.
Her touch is gentle and caring,
It always sends my heart into flutters.
Her expressions keep me enthralled,
And I would do anything to make her laugh and smile.

I find my thoughts always return to her.
I wonder how her hand would feel in my own.
I wonder how her hair would feel as I gently play with it.
I wonder how it would feel to cuddle close with her.

I want to place kisses on her forehead.
I want to learn everything about her.
I want to tell her how much I like her.
I want to hear her curse.

Life placed her in front of me to remind me the boys there are in life.
I should keep going.
Even if friends meet at journey’s end,
Her happiness is worth it.

210 ***** i had to hit across to say that i'm done sweating in this court.

21 more weeks and i'll be able to court you again personally and this time, i'll make sure we'll both stay.

2 of us, we'll be together till the end.

i held her hand
i didnt want to let go
held the most beautiful girl in the world
her warmth felt like home
hand in hand can we forever go?