She

She's something 

Something bright 

Something greater than life

Something I'd never think I would deserve

Yet here she is, mine 

She's a warmth 

A warmth felt deeper than my skin

A warmth that spreads through my bones 

A warmth that helps me sleep at night and a warmth that keeps me sane when my emotions seem to flow down the bathtub drain

Her warmth is felt by skin softer than silk sheets and whipped cream on smooth milkshakes and marble floors

She's a pigment 

A pigment that brings colour to my soul when all I feel is a shade of cool grey

A pigment that stains the individual layers of my brain with ever sound and movement she creates

A pigment that creates invisible mandalas on my skin everywhere her fingers go

She's the driving force of all I do and all I feel 

She turns my life into a living museum of beautiful moments and sweet and soft silence that doesn't bother either of us because that silence is a conversation only we can understand 

It's her who makes my life complete 

It's her