He entered my life like morning sun that coats the horizon like paint on canvas, that captured my heart.
He entered my life like a butterfly that floats in a net and helped me forget all the tragedies that engulfed my soul.
He entered my life like a sudden downpour from the clouds and washed the misery away, leaving me in a state of awe.
My man is 6'4" tall, a statue that radiates beauty like the statue of David by Michelangelo.
He is wise like the Jedi Yoda, and as charming as a splendid prince.
His wit is as sharp as a razor blade, and he is as humorous as a Jesters' tongue.
His name is Matthew like the Saint in the Bible, and he loves me dearly.
Like winter, he's majestic, lovely and pure, as is our love for each other.