Learning to admire C.

The first time we met was rushed, soaking wet and freezing.

I never had the time to admire your face or your voice.

You never spoke to me, but I heard you in my mind,

telling me to stop or I'd drown,

and after a day or two, I finally looked at you.

You were warm like sunshine,

with blue bright eyes like the sea,

and appetizing red lips like cherry.

Everything in you was natural,

and your laughter brought me a joy

I had never felt before.

You felt like home,

and even if I refused to be tamed by you,

I let love tie me to you.