A mam

I never thought my spirit and feelings

Would dwell against his, he’s so strong

Strong as a hunter, when he walks the feels so safe

But when he falls life gets stuck in the road of destiny

And everything seems to soaked our parade

While what he had worked for gets snatched in a flame

He is the internal crier

His eyes are like flame that burns were life hurts the most,

Anything he touches turn into courage,

As all pearls smell his essence

Even in colonial towns, tree can stop him from climbing

No road can stop him from crossing

His scars are like inspiration,

He is the shadow that sticks on dusty cobwebs

He is the triad that connect us in one trial

The soil that holds us together as we us his plants

The king of every world and all jungles

A person who taught us never to mix the pespection

Of love and uldutury temptation.

The same man who was there when mothers failed

He is every woman’s dream

He has those perfect words that can only make a woman’s smile

Touch her eyes, all woman who have that guy should hold on

To them, because some things come in a lifetime

His perfect words are

“I love you”.