His hair,
Every strand of brown,
I want to feel through it,
My head will never disown,
I miss 'em a little bit.

His lips,
The tasty smell of them,
I want 'em every second,
My own form an Anthem,
Of our special bond.

His Laugh,
The beauty of the sound,
Makes me smile inside,
It heals every single wound,
I hear it world-wide.

His eyes,
Showing the blue night sky,
Let me stunning,
It seems they could fly,
To the freedom running.

His smile,
The brightest of the univers,
Makes my stomach wild,
He is mine, so hers,
I handle like a child.

His words,
Written or spoken,
Let my heart faster beaten,
It is no longer broken,
My pain seems completly eaten.

His love,
The whole desire,
Gives me another view,
My body stands on fire,
I have lost the overview.