Her

All she wore was a smile

His favorite cloth

Woven from good intentions

He was ready to get lost in her ­­­­­­­­­­­kingdom

Devour her ecstasy

Swim in her lake

Bathe in her waterfall

Drown in her oasis

Hunt for the key that unlocked the door to her fortress

Vacation in her paradise

Seek asylum in her mystical valley

She was his home dipped in mocha

Laced in vanilla

Drizzled with honey

His favorite dessert churning him with admiration

Far from a mistake

She was the missing piece to his jigsaw

The bearer of his dynasty

Enveloping his body

Massaging his soul

Awakening his existence

Completing his normalcy

Molding his world into a masterpiece

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