Sad, Lonely, angry, abused. On the other side. On the other side he lives on the other side he delivers. On the other side he is. He is the man they love the man. The man of their eye. the man they see is not the man he has to be. Not the man they want him to be not the man the man that appeals to the real which is he. He desire love joy and pain all in one. He desires a her. Her which will hold him. Her which will help him. Her which loves him. she is the missing piece. The one who feels incomplete without him. Her that honors him because he honors the part of him that he sees in her. He raises her from the depths of sands of searching for him. From the endless journeys of lost loves that just didn’t fit as he does. He nurtures her because she is his source of life. He protects her as she grows by his side. He loves her mind body and soul, sometimes all at the same time. When they connect she gets lost in him because she knows that she is him and he is her. When they make love their senses and emotions become one. As she grows she protects him because he is now open to receive her back into him. As she grows she feeds the piece of her that he has lost. As she grows she holds on to him to stabilize the unit of them. She loves him endlessly because she loves herself. She gives herself to keep him strong for her…for them.