A quick look in my direction spans more than just a glance, more than just spaces between our feet and our shoulders. It gazes straight into my eyes, into the depths between my feelings and emotions like a bare mirror, like fallen snow melts into trickling water I'm exposed, completely, in front of his eyes.

A single look could always drill into my soul.

Words would never reach a far as his eyes, and my thoughts will always be available inside his mind.

When his hand stretches and curls around mine, I feel the sea hitting the shores of my mind, possibilities swimming across my eyes and pulling back fast as the evening waves, but even then I'm warmed as thick as blanket, with him by my side I feel like I could die any time.

When his hand tightens and I intertwine, a landscape is always close to my mind, rough skin as dry as the desert; barren land, unfruitful just like my dreams but still feels like home to me.

He's as gentle as a leaf but sturdy like a tree, sometimes he even appears like a rock to me. His warmth that seeps into me and makes me feel free, so much my knees might cave in under me. When I speak and he leans in, my heart races faster than the wind.

Hidden spices meet my nose whenever I hold him too close, memories fill into my mind and sparks the tears inside my eyes. But I keep them in and turn away, even as he gazes my way.

I still don't want him to see, this weaker side of me.

Even so, he's the first one to see so many sides of me.

This suddenly sprang to my mind and I wrote it down rather than having it wrecking havoc inside my mind. Man, this pairing really doesn't give me any rest :)

I hope this brighten up your day!