There Is A Man I Know.......

(I personally would not call this a poem, just felt like writing about the most important thing in my life....besides my teddy bear =P )


There Is A Man I Know.....
He is like no other
He is under cover
He is the highlight of life
He takes away my knife
He is the coolest in the world
unique
different
stange
genious
intelligent
weird
A mind of his own.
There is a Man I know
who loves to write
intricate sentences everywhere
if he could,
he would right through the night.
Who loves to draw and loves art alike.
He is a hippie and looks like a stoner
who never has touched one drug in his life.
He who is my pill of happines,
He who is my missing puzzle peice,
He who listens and gives advice.
There is a man I know.....
He is like a child,
eyes of innosence,
smile of honesty.
He likes plastic animals and army men,
he collects gadgets and trinkets,
picked off the ground,
trash to others,
his treasure.
So inthralled with him I am.
He makes everything his own,
putting them into his world,
Makeing them something they would never of become,
his designs of his trinkets,
i marvell them,
sit and stare,
I watch him,
he is full of concentration.
There is a Man I know,
Creative,
sexy,
complicated,
ramblings of a mind that could kill.
There is a man I know...
I know him very well,
He is the love of my life,
he is my everything.
This man I know,
I would never let go,
My husband,
My whole intire universe.
Matt...he is this Man I know.