I’ve got a list of adjectives, but you’re the poem.
Your eyes an image, your hands the parallels,
your mouth the irony, your actions so loud.
Steady as a repetition, boldness your surprise-
Me prioritized like my favorite consonants coming first,
your love wrapped around my skin like a song’s refrain.
A flannel shirt’s ink stain- My words when you’re the poem.
Alphabet Ravine 
I love this one. It’s so creative the way you’ve described the person as all the structural details of a poem. 🙂
I smiled my way through this work. Nice job.
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Aw, thanks. Yay!
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