When we met, God knew what I needed. The day my eyes gazed upon your beauty, my heart leaped. Our friendship blossomed day by day, me finding out you're just what I needed. The way you calm my fears and storms from this crazy life. Every moment from the day of that hug, I knew I never wanted to leave. I asked you a few days later to just say stay, but you couldn't at that time. It was still new to us the love we found in each other. Before I left I promised I'd come back. My journey took me away, my body began to fail me. Questions in mind overwhelmed me. Sickness came and almost took me. But I remembered my promise, I fought to come back. Just part of the man who left, that took those walks with you thousands of miles away. Who heard your voice every night and I knew I'd return. Our love grew even apart for months. Upon my return, my heart melted when we met once again. I knew I'd love you for the rest of life. You became my purpose, my hope, my love, my strength, my companion, and most of all my miracle.

Dedicated to my beloved, my Special K

When I found you, I wasn't looking for anything but I found everything. I found a reason to wake each day, with a hope for the future. I found love that showed me I was loved. I found the woman I want to wake next to everyday of this life. The woman that gave me a purpose, a drive to be the best man I can be, not to glory in it, but to live each day with anticipation of holding her and loving her the way she loves me. When I found you, I found my soulmate, my best friend, my sassy love, My Special K. When I found you, I knew I discovered the most precious of things to live for. I found a reason to fight and win over cancer. I found beauty in the simplest of things. I found wakefulness from the mundain things of this life. I found a wonderous joy, that wakes me up with a smile. I found my universe, my HOME, my helpmate, my travel partner, my hope, my wife one day, my REASON, my PURPOSE. I found you when you hugged me and I'm never letting go.

Dedicated to my love, my Special K

It's the time I have with you, I want and need it to linger. Not in my mind or heart, but the tangible presence. The essence of staring into your soul through those hazel eyes. To embracing your hand, the energy I feel, the longing for to last. The hug and kiss of your lips, I want it to last till the next.
Your beautiful words through those luscious lips, I hear echoing in my soul. The aroma of you mixed with the fragrance you wear is intoxicating, I want to be drunk on you without end. Your kindheartedness and love amazes me, there is no end. After yet our moment for now, yet you linger here with me at home.

Dedicated to my love, Special K

Some think that being naked is perverse. For me, it's being accepted in my rarest form. It's where all the wounds, scars, stretch marks, flaws are exposed. I've found the one who doesn't mind my nakedness. She except me for me. She sees the tangles of thebrain from past hurts and failures. She allows and helps my wounds heal. She don't mind the softness and the furrieness of me. She delights when my southern ways. She laughs and is amused in my nervous tones of voice. But she allows me to be me. She sees past all the scars and still calls me handsome. She's the woman I love and enjoy her nakedness too. I don't see flaws I see beauty. I see triumphs and victories no scars no flaws,. I stare at her and am amazed, captured by her presence. She often wonders why I stare so much. Its because I'm looking at my future, my home, my partner, my lover, my friend and most of all the woman who accepts me.

Dedicated to my love, my Special K

I feel the need and want to go home. To hear your familiar voice everyday. Awakening every morning with you by my side. Listening for the clues that you are awake to greet you with a kiss. I want to awaken to see those amazing hazel eyes staring back at me. My hands and arms long to pull you in close. As I inhale, I long to breath in your essence. To be home, to know we are safe and sound, enjoying each other. My ears intently listening for your laughter as I talk in my most southern voice. I long for the familiarity of home, your warmth, your love, your wit, your presence. I know its just days away. But I'm saying I'm missing you, my home.

Dedicated to my love, my Special K

From Here to There, Our Story

If I could have written the perfect love story, it would have been this life we are living. Loving one another, encouraging each other through every trial and issue. Waking up every morning with you by my side. Planning our future home and travels. In my mind, I would've wanted this journey to start much earlier than it did; but I know I wouldn't have been ready to love you like you needed to be loved any sooner. I know our future is brighter than it has ever been. Some chapters are finally closing in my life, to make availability my whole being to you. A year ago, you were pondering my exit and my return. I wanted so much to hear the word "stay", but we both know it was better the way our God saw fit. Another year down, that makes two. Two years discovering what love was and what it means. I never knew that hardships, cancer, failure would've played such an important role in finding the simple beauty of you. I no longer look at things being negative, all I see is wonder of love in you. You've seen me in my frailest of moments, wallering in pity and shame of things that have loomed over me. And you loved me just the same. You've caught many of my tears over the last two years and walked miles by my side thousands of miles apart. The roots of this journey of love are founded and settled. The shaft of the puny flower is just about to bud. Waiting for the glorious moment of full bloom. I cant wait till the day all will see what our most wonderous love looks like at "home". The day our journey takes us from "here" to "there".

Dedicated to my beautiful angel, my Special K

Some say that sunrises and sunsets are beautiful, full of color and wonder what the day will bring. Others say the beautiful music, the melodies are harmonies. Another would say beautiful is the kissing of the sun on one skin. Then others would describe the fragrance as something beautiful.

For me beautiful, is the term I call you. Your beauty is very pleasing to my eyes and the sound of your voice telling me good morning or kisses as we end each call, or the aroma of your hair is so intoxicating, the holding of your hand and the warmest of all touches. But your beauty is more than just senses. Its the love we share. Its the simplest of all things yet worth more than one could ever pay.  It's the pulling of the heart strings when we are apart, the rhythm of the pulse in a beautiful timpani. It's the beautiful flower in full bloom.  It's our relationship that displays its simple beauty in an everyday life. Beautiful is the day, we are home, together.

Dedicated to my beautiful, my Special K