Moonlight.

Your eyes—brown and freckled, 

See qualities of me that my mirror never showed.

Your lips—full and warm,

Form words that my ears had only heard in love songs.

Your ears—perfect and open,

Welcome my thoughts, ideas, and sentiments with glee.

Your hands— big and strong,

Touch the inner workings of my curls, the arch of my back, the tips of my fingers, the soles of my feet.

Your feet— constantly moving,

walk miles on my behalf.

Your shoulders— strong and enduring, 

have held the weight of the world.

Your heart—

Awakens me.  

Your mind—

Makes me vulnerable.    

Your light—

Opens me.  

Your soul—

Gives me life.

It does.  

It always will.  

Forever more.