It’s not the way he spoke to me,

It’s the words that he didn’t say that brought me closer…

It wasn’t where he touched me,

It was how he would caress me through his gaze that touched my heart.

It wasn’t the way he kissed me,

It was the way his lips touched my soul when we had been apart…

It’s the way he walks into a room …

All my fears, painful years, and problems cease to exist…

It’s the way he holds me close and I inhale…

All of his thoughts, desires, and how he cares for me are made clear…

I’m infatuated and hypnotized with the love that surrounds everything about this man

So I’ll continue to love, appreciate and pray that through all things our love will withstand. ~~LHM

**It’s the small things in life that we must cherish. Can you honestly love the “bad qualities or quirky” things of a person? If not, how can you expect others to accept your imperfections?**