The Man of My Dreams

                I stood there and watched as he came closer. His ice blue eyes seemed to set my soul on fire. As he reached for my hand and took it, I marveled at the touch of his soft, delicate fingers upon my skin. He was the man I had been waiting for my entire life. He was the man I searched my dreams for and finally found. He was the man I wanted to love and be loved by for eternity.

                His hand slowly crept up my arm, past my shoulders, beneath my thick, silky blond hair, and to the back of my neck. I let him hold it there, gently pulling me closer to his pouting red lips. My body shuddered as the moment finally arrived. The kiss was as pure as sparkling spring water for atop the highest mountain. His lips softly caressed mine as we stood in the middle of the crowded room, all eyes on us.

                I was in heaven. My hands slowly made their way up his crimson satin shirt until I finally reached his long, silky black hair. I ran my fingers through it as he had been doing to mine. An overwhelming joy rushed within my body as we kissed deeper. I never wanted this moment to end yet like all good things, it had to.

                He was the first to let go, and slowly, I opened my eyes to see him looking deep into them. I could feel my heart skip a beat as a wide smile appeared upon his sweet lips.

                “I love you,” I silently mouthed as I reached for another kiss.

                “I love you,” he quietly whispered so only I could hear.

                The room exploded into whoops and cheers, but it slowly faded as his lips once again fell upon mine for one more sensuous kiss my mouth had yearned for. The only thing I heard in the background was our song, "Truly Madly Deeply." At that moment I knew that he was the one I would be in love with for the rest of my life.