Once more...
Our Hero
Our hero needs a dramatic flaw.
Too tall and with sunken features
but not so and not no.
I have it!
He will have the emotions of 10 men
so even the slightest sorrow
will overflow his heart and flood his stomach
with passion set to sloshing past every slow evening.
What a child he will seem
as he walks on tear-soaked pavement
for every reason.
My man will reach out in desperation,
in need and solid loss he will claw
and grasp upon every polished surface.
All in searching for a resonance and a release,
a deep breath or a pregnant catch beforehand.
His flaw is perfection,
visible and completely obtainable,
lodged in his jagged chest like a gem in its socket.
Our hero needs a dramatic flaw.
Too tall and with sunken features
but not so and not no.
I have it!
He will have the emotions of 10 men
so even the slightest sorrow
will overflow his heart and flood his stomach
with passion set to sloshing past every slow evening.
What a child he will seem
as he walks on tear-soaked pavement
for every reason.
My man will reach out in desperation,
in need and solid loss he will claw
and grasp upon every polished surface.
All in searching for a resonance and a release,
a deep breath or a pregnant catch beforehand.
His flaw is perfection,
visible and completely obtainable,
lodged in his jagged chest like a gem in its socket.