He's different from other men
He is warm, gentle and kind
He seems quiet yet at times
Flint and fire lights his eyes
No one around him notices
For he keeps it to himself
He looks serious yet likes fun
I have learned this by myself
He leads you with gentle hand
And touches with tender care
He's one of a kind, you see
You can feel it in the air
He doesn't know that his words
Cast a spell when he so chooses
I look at him with my heart
For his heart is what he uses