Him

I found a good one.  The way he holds my hand while we walk, the way he talks about his passion, the way he looks at me; it makes me want to melt.
The way he kisses me slow and tantilizing, it drives me insane.  The way his hands travels my whole body, bringing it alive. 

I can just tell he is being real with me.  He acts like himself and no one else.  So much strength in his hands, yet they are so soft. The way he makes me feel like I am so beautiful even when I am in my pajamas. 

Piercing blue eyes, soft pink lips, a really nice smile, so imperfect that I find it perfect together.  Two imperfect bodies and people that were made to be together.  I hope it last longer than I am hoping for.