His eyes are my favourite shade of chocolate, dark brown and liquid.
His gaze is direct and unflinching.
My curiosity begs to become the source of his 1000 kilowatt smile.

His spirit reminds me of the days I used to giggle at the stars and fear nothing.
His mind is like a maze I want to explore.
The more I talk to him, the less I can ignore:
his 1000 kilowatt smile.

His laughter is like rain, after the unbearable summer heat.
But maybe, just maybe, all these thoughts are just sparks.
After all, whoever said a thousand kilowatt smile can’t light an already occupied heart?