Shakespeare's Park

I'm in love with a man who I feel has my best interest at heart. A quick start was to our affection and also strong addictions to our subconscious afflictions. 

You see he has  been hurt before.  his life piece taken and forsaken then handed back from women who didn't cherish his worth. But little did they know I would become apart of his rebirth.

He says he feels as if he doesn't deserve me because of all the things he's done in his past could be coming back subsequently. you see I want him to understand  that your past should be your blessing, while also teaching lessons,  God offering quick sessions.. They hated his perfect imperfections, it was only a preparation. For us. I want you to be free, neglect the what if's and breathe. I know that's better said than done unfortunately you don't trust me. 

Eyes are the portal to the soul where love dwells with one set goal. checking situations off lists to get you out of your own way. What can I say. I got lost in his abyss. He reciprocates my love with passion and fire. Which in return enlightens and heightens my desires. Something I've never experienced before. He has opened the door to my minds corridor. If he would have me I'll be his for an eternity. my vows. when death do us part and gladly in his waiting hands I will place my sincere heart.