A warrior by heart and human in flesh.
A survivor of all things dangerous and all things mundane.
He is not afraid to bleed, he is afraid of not living it up.
He wears his scars as a badge, the ugliest deepest of scars looks good on him.
He is hard for scars.
He is scarred, harden by pain and all things mundane.
His heart is black, scarred, bleeding and beautiful.
He makes me believe, believe in God again. He makes me want to surrender my soul.
He makes me believe, believe in all things devine.
He is hard, hard for scars.
I want to write crappy poems about him. How some of his scars look like an awful tattoo.
How his intense brown eyes can make anyone get lost in them.
His voice, still gives me chills.
His laughter roars like thunder and his smile hits you like a curve ball.
He is fierce, dark and passionate just the way I like it.