He has the kind of lips that say forever and mean it. The kind of lips that kissable does not well enough describe… the kind that start tiny little fires throughout me when they ever so softly touch mine.
And his eyes! Bluer than heaven on a rainy day. The kind of eyes that pull you to pieces and then leave you complete.
And hands. Hands that you can feel touch your soul. The kind of hands that don’t ever let go.