Peaceful spirit. Unencumbering . Allows you to be free.
Tall - average Black man height
and some change.
Brown skin, dark...like a warm summer night in the country with nothing but the stars looking down at you with envy.
Broad nose. I dig that sense because he’s able to use it to compliment me on the perfume that I picked out for him.
Eyes: Peaceful & Calm. Patient. Understanding. & devilish. Eyes. They hold secrets. They hold pain. They hold truth.
Almond shaped but not just quite. Just wide enough to see into his soul. And what a beautiful one, might I add.
Ears: he’s conscious and self-conscious of them. They’re cute tho. Definitely him. Definitely a finer quality of his features.
Body: slender, lean, strong. Defined.
His temple pleases me. Definitely one worthy of future worship. The wrath of God does not frighten me. Rather it lets me know that I’m seen.
Legs: oh the place you’ll go. Oh how they’ve carried him. How they’ve maintained him and kept him grounded. Those legs make strides toward better days, better times, better seasons. They have molded him in a refined way.
Legs that lead him to take the first step towards unchartered territory. Does he dare stay out? He wonders if the risk of it all is truly worth its reward?
He daydreams and wonders, "what if right now is as good as it gets and nothing else could beat this moment? Would everything else be trivial? Would we even be able to feel this feeling again? Conceive the notion? Could we relive a memory of something once thought we’d knew?"
To which I remind him, "Life isn’t complicated. But we make it. But we freaking made it."
So here's my vow to my perception of him:
I vow to be a person that hears you out.
I vow to make sure not a day goes by you aren’t challenged.
I vow to make you happy, by working on being the best version of my self, for me & for you.
And I vow to get to know you as a man, a brother, a giver, a friend. Whatever we want to be while we’re together.