This Man of Mine

If I had to tell you about this man of mine where would I start with the many concepts of his love.

I’d start with a few that come tom mind.....

I’d tell you his skin is that perfect shade of chocolate in my coffee

I’d say his hands cover mine ever so puzzle fit on mine

I’d tell you his lips dipped in honesty taste sweeter than honey

I’d tell you my heart doesn’t skip a beat it skips the whole damn song

I’d tell you his heart perfectly so humbly mimicks the presence of God in my life

I’d tell you that he doesn’t call me beautiful he calls me his divine gift

Because to him some how every ex was a stepping stone to his perfection.

I’d tell you I can’t live without him but that would be a lie because I’d tell you I would never of been wrote into existence if he was seen by god in my future.

There are too many things I could say of this love of mine.

The truest of the true things I could I’ve say over and over with out hesitation is I’m definitely glad to say I do will a forever of live times with you.