There is usually a tenderness about him.
whether covered in grass and sweaty from the sun,
or lying in bed just after making love
there is usually a tenderness about him.
there is something passionate about him.
falling asleep on my lap after long hours awake,
or smelling my hair, the scents to intake
there is something passionate about him.
there is usually a strength within him.
being a daddy while just a child himself,
and touching me with a love that my core has felt
there is usually a strength within him.
there is a secret softer side to him.
desires that burn just through his stare,
and the heartfelt attempts to always be there.
there is a secret softer side to him.
whether covered in grass and sweaty from the sun,
or lying in bed just after making love...
