His piercing eyes were as blue as the bright morning sky.
His smile lit his face and drew me to his side.
He towered over me with an Adonis like build.
He was wise with the presence of an old oak tree.
In his space I stepped and found warmth and security.
In his space I found the realization of what love really is.
In his space I found a world I only dreamt of at one time.
In his space all I desired was there for me.
He welcomed me into his world with finesse.
With a love I never knew could be available to me.
With the snap of his fingers he moved mountains,
he was powerful, untouchable, accomplished.
So many years older than I.
So much I needed to learn.
With his guidance I found what was missing,
With his love I realized how special I was.
The sparkle in his eyes always calmed me.
The spring in his step made me want to dance.
His muscular scent of spice relaxed me.
His razor sharp mind fascinated me to no end.
He was a man who was strong and professional.
Confident, daring, dangerous, dynamic, debonair.
Powerful, charismatic with old world values,
filled with a confidence that demanded respect.
Our eyes met from across the room,
I quivered with anticipation of his touch
He captivated and mesmerized me. I surrendered to him.
This was my love; this was my heaven.
How do you say goodbye to an angel of a man?
He touched my life in so many ways.
His time on this earth went by so fast.
Memories are all I have left to give me solace.