His eyes are like hazel marbles that glow,
His laugh is just the way I remember from seven years ago,
His smile makes me feel safe and like I can trust him,
His deep mellifluous voice that rumbles against my eardrums is so sui generis like 100 candles in a room with one lit to hide from the dim.

His soft kisses give off an accent of passion,
The way he holds my body in the ocean keeps me secure and distant from the wave's powerful fashion,
He gave me my first salty kiss that I did not know existed,
It's hard to say I did not even know what a hug was until the very moment I was beneath his strong arms that were wrapped around me as his body gave off intensely warm loving vibes as though out touch was like sparks of electricity.

This man is what I call a dream come true,
Every feature about him is what I call perfection from God not his crew,
Yet every feeling I have for this man is delightful as white doves soaring through the light blue sky,
All these things forever extend through the capacity of the meaning of "like" and flows onto the exquisite meaning of infinous love that will never die.