It was summer when I met him first , he arrived in denims and Italian loafers
He smelled like wood,musk and sea
His eyes were big enough to read a person inside out
He had a rare deep chin and dimples to die for
His face shined radiantly in the darkness as he spoke and I was in awe of his intelligent yet down to earth smile
I stood there beneath the moon starring at him while he spoke thinking about how underrated a word like handsome could be.