I See Him (our love poem)

I See Him

I see him a comely stranger 

sitting across from me

eating food we made at a cooking seminar

a smile crinkled his hazel brown eyes and softened his face

when he looked at me

I see him walking with me

his UK size 9 shoes adjusting to my pace

as we stroll London

dining out

and getting to know each other

I see him putting his hand in mine

saying my name in his rich baritone

on one bended knee

uttering promises of ever after in Manila.  

I see him surrounded by our family and friends

with his left hand wearing an identical ring to mine

I see him waking up next to me

rubbing his eyes, rolling over to my side

I see him coming home to me

with hugs and kisses we greet

Every day

I see him.