My Love ♥

To me,
He is a painting.
But to call him only that would be a sin,
For he is a work of art
In the form
Of a human being.
His eyes are the embodiment of
a mahogany tree
the leaves growing from it
are only symbolic of the love that i have for him;
It's growing every day
His laugh ricochets
through my body and makes me tremble with laughter too,
because he’s…..contagious
a free spirit
and his soul has a growing beauty,
a mystery;
when i try to imagine it
I think of blooming flowers
growing up his spine
encompassed by a king’s fruit.
Our Love feels like a love meant for royalty,
everyone else rendering fruitless to us
because with him no one else matters.