Loving him is calm yet chaotic. Chaos for mind and a medicine for heart.
Ocean that can drown you or lead you to safe haven. That touches each part of you without touching, discovers and accepts each crack and scar, fills it up and then accepts you with all your cracks and scars, filling them with his; hides you within itself and embraces you.
One who mixes up his hues with the hurricanes inside of you and then with shiny eyes full of love, looks up at them, looks up at those once heinous hurricanes now filled with his hues.
A bliss, yes pure bliss indeed.
