Can This Be Love?

When he walks it's like he is gliding.
When he laughs it makes her soul sing.
When he cries her heart breaks.
His muscles ripple as he puts his arms around her.
She knows every angle of his face;
every curve of his mouth.
His kisses are intoxicating.
The shape of his mouth promises her ecstacy.
As he looks at her,
his mouth curves into a beautiful smile.
He knows the power he has over her,
but does he know the power she has over him?
When she walks it's like the swaying of dancing.
When she laughs it makes his soul sing.
When she cries he is helpless.
Her soft body presses against his hard body
and he thinks she is fragile.
Her kisses are all consuming
Her promises are those of new life, renewal, and exotic flowers.
They belong together.