He is as delicate as newly fallen snow

He's night highs and fast cars driving on deserted roads

He's exhilaration

He's the crackling of fire

He is really chewy caramel and getting it stuck in your teeth

He is the giddiness of children

He is the feeling of an evening breeze through your bedroom window

He's the dawns first rays of sunlight through stained glass windows

He's the climax of a song and polaroid photos

He is the light mood on Christmas eve

He's how dance partners look into each other's eyes

He is creased maps and old aeroplane tickets

He's the feeling you get when you fall

He is the smell of smoke on a brisk winter's day

He is the smell of cotton candy at a fair

He's the warmth in the hug of true friend

He is a sunset just before it fades to blue

He is the flour you get in your hair after baking

He is the hair that falls in front of your face

He is everything to me