Your voice is like hot chocolate radiating the sweetest heat of all, all velvet to the lips that makes my frozen heart dethaw.

 

It pulls me closer.

 

Your patience is uncanny to the gentle break of eve, it takes time to reveal my heart but you make me feel at ease.

 

It pulls me closer.

 

Your intimacy you show hits like the rhythm of a snare, not fast or slow or fierce or rough but feels so right with all your care.

 

It pulls me closer.

 

Your love can be compared to radiant visions of Van Gough’s eye, some may not see the vision but with me I’d like to try.

 

It pulls me closer.