The Day I Met Him

The day I met him I was so lonely. 
There was no hope for me I thought.
I wanted someone who would be good to me.
I desired to be in a man's  arms by Valentine's Day.
There was an emptiness that was within my heart.
Then, I met him.
His name was Roy.
He was an army medic in Viet Nam.
There was so much about  him that I had to find out.
What did he like to eat?
Where did he love to travel?
Who would he care to be with if not me?
I had all of these questions and more bottled up.
The nights we spent were so beautiful.
We kissed and hugged one another.
It was nice being in bed with him.
There was a calmness being in his arms.
There protection from the outside.
It was never a dull moment being with him.
It was love at first sight.
We met at an eatery.
We went there to the same place after my work ended.
Then it was time to lay with him.
A calming affectionate night was planned for me.
There was peace like i had never known before.
You see he was my first male companion.
He was my first love.
Oh the great joy that surrounded us was there in full force.
I was in a man's Heaven.
I was with the man I loved.
There was no turning back to nothingness.
It was all for the greater good that I was with him.
How beautiful he was to me!
How loving and wonderful he was.
Came the time when i sucked him off.
He was also happy I rimmed him.
That was our lovemaking for the evening.
I gave him flowers on several occasions.
Carnations were his favorite.
Our bed  was made to love and we did just that.