He

He tears into my heart

with relentles fury

seeking a place to bruise

 

He intimidates me

no matter how I try

it seems I'll always lose

 

His sweet demeanor and

sparkling eyes to

through the best defense

 

Just one glance

a mortal blow

makes my body tense

 

My soul needs to fre

the memories of him

along with all the pain

 

When this comes to pass

I'll cry tears of joy

that will fall like gentle rain

Reviews

[Butterflymom]

Beautiful description and imagery. Fantastic!

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

love the depiction, but it ends in the end a little abrupt,
but I can tell he has a prow image and yet he hurts you,
-----:( great write, ---mishy