His self is more than just a common male;
Pale tint skin far more white than snow;
Conscience as equal as sun and hail;
Large pale blue eyes that radiately glow.
His words are strong on his tongue;
And is tender soft to embrace you tight;
Curves of his lips shine brightly than the sun;
For he is light in darkest of night.
Though he is not perfect to that all apply;
His temper shortens quickly at point;
None could break the wall of his barefaced pride;
But still is loved deeply without tiny disappoint.
Love belongs to him for he is mine love;
None could match him of all that thereof.