His hands must be soft,
To caress away the stress of life,
Yet strong enough to defend against
The toughest of foes.
His eyes must be able to see
past the surface to the beauty beneath,
Yet deep enough so as to loose myself in them.
His arms must be fortified to carry me
Through the darkest nights,
Yet tender enough to shelter me in the storm.
His heart must beat loud,
To drown out the sorrow that
Threatens to bury me,
Yet true enough to beat only for me.
His soul must be bright,
To light the path when I get lost,
Yet dark enough to shield mine from
The burning light.
His stance must be fierce enough
Stand against my own,
Yet humble enough to know
When to allow me the lead.
His honor must be solid,
Unquestionable to all,
With the ability to convince
This withered heart of loyalty Unbroken.
His endurance must be eternal,
To love beyond the darkness,
To fight against the demons that
Have ravaged my own.
His mind must hold the knowledge to know,
That all that is worth,
Is worth the battle for it all.
Do you have these things?
Will you give them all to me?
This your challenge.
Once accepted, it cannot be put down.
Think hard before you commit,
For it one that is eternal,
As will be my reward.