Loving him is a dance of fireflies-bubbles of yellow and red: enchanting you with the happiness of their shimmers.
He is like the memories of a summer day- the sea, the sand and the sun.The brim of his sunhat,the beaming pearls between his lips, the jingles of his voice, the perk in his wink,the mess of his hair and the bouncy innocence of his stride.
He is an exhibit of fireworks....jovial,wild and charming- igniting sparks within your heart.
You feel the heat in your cheeks and In the grip of his fingers wrapped around your own.
His warmth engulfs you, burns you - becoming your fuel ,your life.
You are on fire.

Because loving him is like the coziness of your blanket as you snuggle before a hush winter fire --

A never dying flame that protects you from the cold outside.