He was a volcano, strong and fierce.
Tough on the outer, mellow inside.
Chiselled physique, rugged appearance
His veins popped through his brown skin.
He was a player, anybody could be charmed!
But she fell for none of this.
With the ease, that he could laugh at,
He could show his fears with similar chaste.
His eyes mirrored guilt, she was unaware of.
But he wasn’t afraid to surface them.
She had seen none like him…
Who could show his weaknesses
as much as his strengths.
Who could smile as well as weep.
No pretence, no adulteration.
She fell for this.
She fell in love with his vulnerabilities….