Mans keeper of the key

The true pain of a mans soul is the point he relizez the love he has held inside bottled with every thing ells has just found its way out to slither its way in to the one womens heart  the pain comes from the sinking fealing of  love and want the desire to have and hold but yet ceep at a disstance to admire the true beauty that is to be his  the knee weakening pain of the heart when he finds him self so far away  unable to hold that  tresure close  to protect her with the rage and tendernus of  his very beaing the pain of the mans soul can only be cept at bay along with rage and anger by that one perfect women  the ceaper of the key to the mans heart