He looks at me with so much love in his eyes.
Even when I feel unattractive and I want to hide from the world, he looks at me as if I have stars in my eyes and flowers in my hair.
He looks at me as if the sun has set and all he can see is me... and that is enough for him, seeing me, and holding me in his arms, as the moon surrounds us with a soft glow.
And I love him.
I love his smile, the way he looks at me, the way he holds me,
the way he touches me,
the way he kisses me.
I love his hands, his arms, his lips, his eyes.
I love his body.
I love the way he thinks, the way his mind works.
I love that he allows himself to be vulnerable with me and shares his deepest thoughts and knows I will not judge him and knows I will still love him.
I love his mind.
I love how he loves. He loves life and he loves others.
He loves so much.
And I feel so lucky;
he is in love with me.
He loves me...
And I love him, mind, body, and soul.
Atlast
Our love is enough.

© NilaDinesh