Age of ours bodies of ours love of ours ... made for family.

He needs his food on plate but never wants to eat
He needs his drink but never makes it
He needs his kiss but never asks me to kiss
He needs hug but never hugs me
What he needs is me to do everything.

He doesnt know what type of shirt to wear
He just picks
He doesnt see whether it fits well even loose he wears
He doesnt go with proper pant size
Not even perfume
He just leaves it for me to get his wardrobe

He loves to have hair style tries different
Which he thinks makes him look handsom

What makes him look adorable is his heart
He doesnt care what to eat anything taste good just tries
He loves to talk never know when to stop
He loves to cook
He loves to play
Never good at studies
Sleeps so well when he is with no tensions
His logical brain is me intuitive brain is his
I think he imagines both fell into confusion whose thought is whose
But he says its mine i say oh is it

He loves home kids parents family never ignores to take flowers for his wife
He wants to earn money for his family
But he just leads simple life not spending too much

He drinks for fun for sorrow
His life was never easy but his family never makes him suffer
He never hurts his family too.

Jessy Jacob