Bodacious

When I think of Bodacious, I think of you;

The love and the laughter, the sad and the blue.

What you gave me was real; I’m sorry to go;

The way that you touched me, my heart, and soul.

The way you walk and talk, the feel of your hair;

How could I not wish to always have you there?

You enriched my life, even for a short time;

It’s a pity you cannot always be mine.

Oh how life can be bittersweet, as you know;

But a part of me will always love you so.

I’ll miss you and hope to at least hear your voice;

Sadly, in this instance, it is not my choice.

You are an enlightened angel in disguise;

And of course, for me, this was no great surprise.

The first time you touched me and held me so near;

The sensation you gave me was oh so dear.

For awhile you will be my best memory;

The dancing, the kisses, the ecstasy.

You are my Tesoro, my treasure it’s true;

Oh how I enjoyed you, although now I am blue.

But even blue skies sometimes fade into gray;

And then the sun will shine to show a new day.

You created me, your Bodacious, it’s true;

I feel fortunate to have come to know you.

Bodacious will live on as a memory;

In my dreams, Tesoro, you’ll be there with me.

Thank you for turning me into Bodacious;

Tesoro mio, my gracious Andreas.