Him

Quietly,I watch him;call it scrutiny,
Full of vigor yet worn out by life,
Fallen,yet on his feet, struggles up,
Future seems bleak,
Yet no hope was lost.

Toned arbs,Greek body,
Majestic aura oozes from him,
Heart of gold, favorite to many,
Personality screams love and life,
And this draws all in as a moth to a flame.

Flawed;
Short-tempered,
Ego oriented,
Nonchalance,for a Capricorn, I bet,
Yet they all pale to the fact that,
No doubt – he is a rare one.

In him, I see a future,
A blissful future,
One filled with love and affection,
A future that only screams one word;
Victory!