My husband is like honey.
Made to sweeten other things.
Made to stick around.
Golden, reflective, visceral, delectable, impeachable!
He is powerful and quiet. He leads by example.
He rarely speaks words that deconstruct;
always finding a way to value what is there for whatever it can be.
He is not cynical, he is open and awake. He is kind; the kindest heart.
Proud like his father, but softer. His humility is one of his finest garments.
Generous and jovial in his disposition with others
- and interested, curious, easy to connect with.
His passion is being fastidiously dedicated to bringing his family happiness, laughter, and peace. And then having the desire, composure, and energy to spend his time with all of his family, immediate and extended.
Hard-working, able in mind and body, and independently motivated to get involved in the world around him, and make an honest living. He's handsome enough to keep a woman on her feet, but loyal enough to enjoy the ride.
He operates simply, but has lots of intricacies that make him the one and only him.
The way he likes to do favors for his loved ones without them knowing about it, just to see if he can get away with a secret blessing.
The way he whispers at night, and knows how to use his body in various amazing ways.
The crystalline depths that sparkle in his eye if you catch him in the just the right proverbial light.
He sees as deeply as you can see into him, but he does not ever impose.
His values are sound and strong.
He lives his blessing, in all of his brokenness.
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