The Only Things He Loved!

She was paradoxical tune which ran along his veins, harmony of his heartbeats, never ending song on his lips, a beautiful composition of his eyes.He loved the way her fingers left those imprints on the sands of time, that delicate fragrance she wore, that coffee she made at 3 a.m., her dancing in rains, the way she sang along with him, her continuous fiddling with that diamond ring, the way she looked cavernously in his eyes, her playing fingers in his hairs, the way she tantalizing hold those flimsy butterflies, the way she allured by her eyes, her thinking with the modes, her fingernails leaving red marks, her nibbling on his neck, her defying tone with arguments, stubborn attitude of always listening to heart, the way she amplified his heartbeats, rhythm of her footsteps beside, her entangled fingers in his, the way she left small notes all over the room, her sparkling colorful love letters, intensity of her impacts on him, folding her pelts into a pony, her playing around with every child and to the most imperfectly perfect core of her heart.