Galaxies are in his sparkling blue eyes that shine like stars,
And create constellations.I adore his laughter,
And his dazzling smile that could make girls faint.His words are like hot lava that erupts a warmness in me just like that blue hoodie he gave me that I hug every night.
He normally wears blue hoodies,
It is like he is a fallen angel; somehow born without wings,
His brown hair looks like melting chocolate,
His lips are as red and full as strawberries and I love the feel of them against my skin.
When his lips are touching mine me troubles disappear,
He is like a white rose without thorns,
Pure and innocent,His touch is electrifying and soft at the same time,
His presence lights up a room like the stars light the night sky.
Like the planets feel a pull towards the sun,
I feel a pull towards him,He is
my sun,
my moon,
my sky