How I Met My Husband

I wonder if he dreams of me,

as he's next to me asleep.

Am I, as I once were, when we first met?

When his jaw dropped.



He must have thought

so wonderful, thoes thoughts,

how perfect I must be

to look the way I did.



To him, a Godess

He drawn to my long dark hair,

red lips devine,

a confidence that commanded the room

as I stepped in.



Unlike no other woman he'd ever met,

he had to have me, his desire so great.

He said he'd marry that girl,

and no one believed him.



So he hunted me.

Through days of his torture

to snag a trophy he never thought he deserved.



But he so bold (more then deserving)

Kept inviting me in, as I said "no".



Eventually he weakened me,

as I watched his hands so quick.

His smile said he'd never hurt me.

It said

"I'm more then any man you'll ever meet"



So I took up with his smile,

and his eyes then told me,

"I'll never lie to you, I'll never hurt you.

I'll take my time with you,

because you're worth it".



Months had passed as he courted my heart.

He got to know me, but I was still somewhere else.

In a place so lost,

trying to find myself.



It wasn't about him, but I ignored him, I left him.

Betrayed that smile and tears streaming

from his eyes.

At the time I didn't know myself.



A year went by without one word spoken.

A year in which I never found who I was.

He hunted me still and everyday haunted

by that first step I lay inside the door.



He found me.

And at that moment I found myself.

Although I didn't know it,

he was to complete my destiny..

It was no longer about choice, it was fate.



His beautiful smile wisks away my pain.

His reassurance gives me true confidence.

The trust I have for him is uncomprehensible,

in this nasty world.



So I took his ring.

Because he makes me a better person.

even sometimes still I take him for granted.



That's why I wonder,

does he dream of me when he's next to me asleep?

Am I who I am? Who I've always been?

Or am I who he'd imagined I'd be

So long ago when I stepped inside the door.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For my husband who I marred on August 16th, 2008.

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Daniel Rosario's picture

This is absolutely fantastic.Congrats on finding your love

Afzal Shauq's picture

my god..so sweet short story type poem of your love to your sweet husband,,, wonderful and sweetly done the story of your love... and it shows that you love your husband very much ..and I like this.. good commitment, good love affair, good open eyes dreams for him, good he is still with you before eyes, in mind, in heart and toching your soul with heatiest love feelings... well done great poetess friend katherine for his rich and master piece poem...love it....