There is not a day that passes
That I do not think of him.
That stranger that walked into my life
Twelve fortnights ago
It almost seems like yesterday.

Tall he stands like an Iroko
Shielding me with his physique
Like the umbrella in the rain.
Ebony casted,
The trademark of Africa.

Big!, strong!!, powerfully male!!!
His stance like a warrior’s
A perfect work of the gods.

His embrace envelopes me.
His eyes deeply set
Send me into a trance
When they behold mine.
His deep baritone voice
Sends tingling sensations
Over my body
With his utterances.

His touch ignites my being
Like a dormant volcano
Ready to erupt
I’m on fire!

His kiss demanding total surrender
Carries me away
Like the waves of the ocean.
His love, always with certain strokes
Takes me to that height
I never want to climb down from.

He may not be prince charming
But my breath catches
Whenever I behold him.
He may not possess all the wealth of the earth,
But I am content
With his mite.
His charisma, a cause of envy
To my counterparts.

He rejuvenated my scornful days of love
And made me love again.
He brought to light, a hidden gift
I never knew I possessed.

He brightens my gloomy days
And turns my sad moments to laughter
With his carefree attitude to life.
He douses my fears and anxiety
With his ever ready words and smiles
Always reminding me
There’s a reason to live.

He is never ashamed
To proclaim my praise to the world
Nor confess my beauty
To my face.

Oh! Who can parade a man
Such as mine?

Ifunanyam!
Obim!
Oyoyom!

None compares to him.

I cast my will back to yesterday
And realize that our meeting
Was not accidental.
But rather conditioned by fate.
And I thank God
He’s a part of me.

And though our tomorrow
Remains unknown,
I hope he remains
My one and only
And God damn who says
It isn’t him.

A special place in my heart
He occupies.
God bless the day I found him.
The apple of my eyes.

My hero.

My black knight in shining Armour.

My black superman.