The way he moves,
He does not hesitate.
All the pain he removes,
He lifts up all my weight.
The way he smiles,
As cunning as ever.
My mind runs for miles,
Persuaded to do whatever.
But the way he loves,
Makes me fall even harder.
Like digging treasure with no gloves,
Makes one wants to dig even farther.
The way he loves,
Promising quite something in his eyes,
And through all the loves I've lost,
I've found my truest in his eyes.