True Love

A sudden rush of blood runs to my cheeks at the sound of
his precious voice.
A voice I wish to  cherish forever.
Even if something goes awry, it will stay with me
for he will remain in my heart.
A sharp  electrical tingle surges through out my body leading to the heart when he touches me.
A tough facade hides this but my eyes reveal much.
Much of how I feel when I see him staring at me
or even when I hear my six letter name escape his beautiful lips.
Lips that releases a sweet honeycomb scent that engulfs my nostrils every time we embrace.
Lips I wish to one day touch with my own.
He is my love.
His beloved harmony to this melody streaming through out my soul.
One touch from his soft brown hands gives me the slightest goose bumps.
A sound from his manly voice makes this wretched world stop for the slightest second.
When our bodies embrace for as much as a moment, I melt.
Inside, everything is screaming for I don't want this beauty to end.
In his presence, I can be myself however shy I am.
Each sweet word released from his heart to mine fills me with joy.
His pain is my pain.
His happiness is my happiness.
His anger is my anger.
I love how he can simply change my mood in the slightest with just one word escaping from his gorgeous full lips.
I've never felt like this way.
He brings out the best in me just by acknowledging my wretched existence.
Who knew a man could ever capture my heart with such breathtaking beauty that eats at me every time his name is mentioned just once so quickly?
When he  professes his love for me my heart drops to the floor but still manages to skip a beat.
That hole pierced in this weak tired heart of mine begins to heal.
His being makes me complete.
He is my life.