“A feast for the eyes,”
she heard said about a thousand times
about her man. She nods and agrees
as they describe his thin, strong physique
his neat appearance and sharp, brown eyes.
Although she finds him physically attractive,
that is not the reason why she’s with him.
She loves him for his golden heart,
how he voluntarily helps her organize her dorm
and tends to her when she catches a cold.
How he calms her when she’s stressed
and offers to help her study in her weakest subjects.
She appreciates the surprises of fresh cut flowers
and adorable stuffed animals he brings her.
She likes his wit, how he can make a joke out of any
situation, and his care-free spirit.
These qualities are the real feast,
the feast for her soul.
She never takes him for granted
and constantly tells him
how much she loves him.
She encourages him to complete all his goals
and offers to help him fulfill his
dreams, no matter how crazy
and impossible they sound.
She adores every second they’re together
and there isn’t anything that will ever change that.
One day soon, she plans to ask him
to be her husband in front of the movie theater
where he first asked to kiss her
at the exact time he did, at 8:25 p.m.