Set ups and numbers passed by friends.
Surfing the Internet for a match.
Some came to meet me, but never called again.
In a parking lot, we met on a whim,
his truck caught my eye.
We struck up a conversation; he said he was free.
We exchanged emails and calls until we honestly knew we were ready to commit.
Like a package I ordered and thought was lost in the mail,
I had expectations of his arrival dogged by doubt.
So, shocked and elated when he arrived at my door on X-mas day.
Wearing faded jeans and a warm smile,
I felt the trust between us and welcomed him in.
He wasted no time in stripping things down;
he was aggressive yet calm and caring.
Things moved RAPIDLY, INTENSELY and unexpected NOISELY.
When the dust finally settled, I was left all aglow
for my dreams had become a reality.
We shared so much time together and he made such a difference in my life.
But after 2 ½ months, he said it was time to say goodbye.
The lights were on, the paint dried, the toilet flushed, the tile was set.
The bathroom remodels were complete.
I will miss my Contractor.
But I have his card, for the future
when the house, and I, need more attention.
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