the man that I love

The man that I love is kind. He is generous and loving and secure and inquisitive. He admires me for raising my children on my own. He encourages me to be the best that I can. He is patient. He has a beautiful soul. He tells me that I'm beautiful. He loves me for the woman that I am, not the woman that he wants me to be. He is intelligent but never makes another feel inferior. He respects that my religious beliefs are different than his. He sends me flowers just to make me smile. He never says hurtful words. He never tries to instill fear in me. His smile lights up his face. His touch is magic. The love that we share is beautiful and sensual...a meeting of two that become one. The man that I love is interested in me. The man that I love is giving. The man that I love would never cause me pain, or make me cry. The man that I love would never lie to me. The man that I love wipes my tears away. The man that I love cradles my face in his hands as he softly tells me that he loves me. The man that I love drives hours with little sleep just to see me. The man that I love hops on a plane to be with me at the doctor. The man that I love gets excited because I get excited. The man that I love smiles because the lights of Vegas thrill me. The man that I love meets me in the middle of the train just to kiss me.

Thank you for the memories, my sweet man. Let's make new ones.