My Man

I am starting to think that he doesn’t really exist; he might just be a figment of my imagination because he is too good to be true.

He stands tall amongst his equals, towering above them like the New York skyline, with poise and dexterity he takes on his business, he is driven and very determined, and his whole existence revolves around his faith and strong belief.

He sees good in everything and is not easily put down, he is bold and faces everything that comes his way with courage and determination, he never sees failure, for even when things don’t go according to plan he finds his way back to his path with a firm understanding of life and its happenings, and a trolley load of lessons and experiences for future references.

He speaks words of wisdom, words people always want to hear, he is knowledgeable beyond limits, he strikes an even balance between logic, faith and heart, and is good at everything he touches, he takes responsibility for his actions and is willing to learn from people beneath and above him, he sees all in the same light and doesn’t discriminate.

He is tough and also sensitive, shoulders stretched like the walls of china which gives him a strong presence and yet used to support all he loves, a belly like ridges, eyes full of love and truth, strong hands that are still tender enough to show love, and a big heart filled with forgiveness, patience, and understanding

As good as he sounds he has a lot of imperfections, which he recognizes and battles with daily in order to be the person he needs to be for the people he cares the most about, he is selfless and loving, optimistic beyond understanding, and smart enough to realize the distance to which the physical can take you and when its time to cross over to the spiritual.

Although many may disagree, to me he is flawless, and perfect, I swell with pride when he walks into a room, he is a rare treasure, a blessing from God placed in my life not because I deserve it but because he loves me beyond limit.