Like diamonds in her eyes her passion shines through. Love, understanding and compassion is what she holds for me and you. Passion undying, inside crying. She holds her ground without moping around. Her zest for life enchanting, she refuses to be seen ranting. Hurting inside and running out of space to hide, she must confide.

Injured soul with thoughts spiraling out of control, too much crying leading to thoughts of dying. Nowhere to turn and scared that he’ll burn. he searches high and low before landing that final blow.

By some unforseeable action there is sparked an attraction.

Two souls both aching, what are they making?

Aren’t they aware? Danger! Beware…