Journey

True love a gift that got bestowed upon me. His presence a fairytale that I think of fondly. Our soulmate connection feels like I’ve fished a net full of stars. His lips an array of reds that paints the roses that I’ve held captive in my vase. My tummy a vessel where the summer butterflies do float. His eyes are like buckets full of the ocean on a green tiny boat. His face a perfect portrait of an artist best seller, my love bittersweet like a red wine cellar. True love a bargain where I would sell my soul. Just to feel true love that reunites my heart to whole.