Let Me Count the Ways

Let me count the ways: 1. He makes me feel as pink as the colors on a cherry blossom tree 2. He sees me without ever having met me 3. He hears me and understands my silent pain. Its like we have danced in the rain before but separately 4. I can be naked with him with my clothes on, two differences not common in today's morality 5. We are the same sign...what a common rhyme 6. I like his eyes, slanted and piercing like an eagle watching it's prey 7. I like his lips, proportionally palpable by mine, when I close my eyes at night 8. His skin mirrors mine, not too light, not too dark, perfect mix of honey and bourbon 9. His beard, colored like the night, makes him seem so right 10. I heard him … his voices has humility, with some notes of honesty and some tones of slight positive swaggery… These are the ways I think of him...