He

She feels so very ordinary, but he makes her feel matchless, unequaled. She can’t fathom why he is captivated by her. Every word. Every gesture. Every laugh. He sees what she doesn’t see in herself. Fragile and vulnerable beauty. He’s been waiting for her for so long. Everything about him feels like home. His touch, his smell, his kiss. The way he looks at her. The way he holds her face in his hands. Every word drips with significance. Every look is heavy with meaning. Every feeling is deep and real and true. He is her guardian and her shelter. In his arms she is protected. He has charged himself with her safety and sacrifices himself and his needs for hers. His eyes are always upon her, in waking and in sleep. He is jealous for her love, even though he knows he has it all.

Their connection is more than can be articulated in words and is better understood in the rhythm of their hearts. The most is made of every second, for the next they may not have. Like water in the canteen of a desert wanderer, their time together too disappears quickly. Leaving thirst for more. A thirst that is never quenched. Apart, the longing is an animal whose only predator is unity.