Sometimes, it’s the way the sun brightens the colour in your eyes turning chocolate, to gold, to fire.

Sometimes, it’s the way your lips turn up at the corners of your mouth,

the almost smile crinkling the corners of your eyes.

 Sometimes it’s the way you comb your hands through your hair or sip your iced brandy and cola.

 Mostly it’s your soul.

Its proximity to mine which stirs the universe in my heart.
Certainly, it is your gaze as it runs over my face and body quickening my blood.

 Absolutely it is you, just plain you with your dead set ways and otherwise thoughts.

 Always I will love you.