I still cannot believe how beautiful he is...
Even when I am away from him, I see him in everything...
His gentle eyes, delicate lips... all things that I love to touch...
Touch with more than just my hands... but my heart and my soul...
And that is how I know that together the two of us may grow old...
Many wonder and cannot understand our connection...
But when everything reflects him... it is hard to deny him...
So I give in and submit to a greater force... a greater being...
I believe in it and I allow it to guide me...
And if the day comes when I cannot see him... I would assume that I am blind then...
Because to me... no other, can ever be what he is to me...