Your Everything

Familiarity breeds contempt?
Not with you.

I swear, you're such an exception.
The more I get to know you,
the more I like you.

Your little quirks.
Your truths.
Your lies.
The way you love.
Your imperfections.
Your perfections.
Your body.
Your mind,
God yes, your mind.
Your habits.
Your ideas.
Your tears.
Your laughter.
Your lips.
Your eyes.
Your soul.

Your everything.

The more I have ,
the more I crave for....