Black & Blue

He walks with his head held high,

Smile on his face, when his soul wants to cry.

Piercing eyes of an emerald shade,

A battered Man his past has made.

Torn, broken, battered, brused,

Once gave his heart only to be used.

Now a mask, a strong, confident... being

A drone on autopilot, that is until seeing,

Those eyes, a shimmer of gold in the spring light,

Emeralds with gold what a beautiful sight.

You light a spark inside him he’s never felt before,

Like a raging fire it keeps him wanting more.

You look at him, he melts, words don’t make sense. Colors are bright, too bright, black and then you!

Your smile, your eyes, your face, your hair

That Sass, your grin, your laugh, your stare...

You make his stomach flutter and his heart ache,

He wants you, He needs you, cant happen? Fate

His mask slips, confidence fades, He simply must go,

Not a word uttered but surely you know.