Results of a Restless Mind

#19 -(A soliloquy of sorts)

He's like a breaking wave
You never know which way he will fall
But he did fall
And he has fallen
For me
And cheesy as it is to say
I love his hair and the way
That no matter how it falls
It still looks crazy
It's this kinda lazy
Perfection that I can't comprehend
But would never change
Or rearrange because he's perfectly
Imperfect
He is still learning
And it's that learning
That yearning
For not understand but for knowing
For control
He doesn't like someone else having a hold
On his destiny so he makes it himself.
He's a tall-ish drink of water
Just a little taller than mine
But I don't mind
I think it's cute when he has go on tiptoe to kiss my forehead sometimes
Because I like protecting him
And being the bigger person
Because if you spend one second with him you'll see
He's had it tough
He's learned to protect himself
To defend himself from life
But he wants to be someone
He is someone
To me
His eyes are pools I could drown in
A deep delicious coffee I could swim in
A hint of cinnamon and a heap of spice
And it's nice
Cause no one else gets that flavour but me
He's protective
Defensive
He'll bare his claws at any guy that breaths
And that's fine by me because honey
I'm yours
He's flawed
God he's flawed
But his flaws are a cause for my love
My indescribable
Undeniable
Love
And sure a poems not enough to do him justice
He reminds me of the endless space between the moon and the stars because
Sometimes he's so close to me yet so far away
He gets this look in his eyes
Where I have to ask if he's okay
And he doesn't hide things from me
If he does it's with good reason
But take the thought of lying to me
And to him it is treason
And I trust him
With my heart
My soul
The very breath in my chest
Because he knows me better then the rest
Better then I know myself last time I checked He reminds me of the in between of time
The paused breath and the infinite possibilities that come with
And he indulges my stupid theories
Conversations and movies
My choice in food
My questionable moods
My eyes my hair and
all in between
His lips are big
It's true
It's the heritage in him
Of warriors
To me they are their own entity
I am in love with his lips
You would be too
If you knew what words came from them
He's loyal beyond reason
He chooses me again and again
When he sleeps
He looks so peaceful
Yet restless in his own way
He wakes with a new challenge every day
And sometimes I wonder if I'm enough for him
Sometimes I question why I've fallen for him
But there is something more to him
Something I adore from him
And he's nothing special to you I guarantee
Because if he was
He wouldn't belong to me
I'm not ashamed of who I am
Because I am with him
Yeah, he has no social limit
But would he be fun if he did?
He's reckless
A little arrogant at times
And, God
He drives me insane
But this is my soliloquy to you love
In our strange and wonderful play.