Hard but soft.
Strong but weak.
Closed off but open and venerable.
Wild but tame.
Wise but clueless.
A mess of contradictions, that make-up my lover.
He can be the toughest, most badass, shoot you six ways from Sunday for *looking* at him wrong, man.
He can also be the, sweetest, gentlest, kiss away every tear you'll ever cry, just because, man.
No one knows him. Everyone knows him.
My Hard, soft, strong, weak, closed off, open, venerable, wild, tame, wise clueless, lover.
And the only word in that sentence that maters, is the one that says he is mine.