When you see him

When you see him
and he still has that effect
of stopping you in mid strid
and your breathe
stills comes in quick succession
your heart does a tango
your palms itch
sweat
and feel cold all at once
this is when you know
that this is what love
feels like
should be—
you can't imagine tomorrow
without him in it
you can't imagine mornings
without him wrapped in your arms
you can't imagine days
without hearing his voice
and you can't remember life
without him ever in it