Alright, alright, enough about Humour and lets bring in the soft stuff!
Usually when you hear Wolfe
it says one thing: grrr!
But although this one's big and muscular,
he's is also small and tender.
When he gets mad, Wolfe gets rational, but not with you.
When you're around he feels so very special.
The Wolfe is very quiet when working,
looking through evidence, he's always searching.
Everything has to be perfect, he has O.C.D.
Nobody could be as perfect as he.
His cuteness overwhelms you, he is so dear.
He loves it when into his hazel eyes you stare,
and also when you caress his cheeks with your hands.
It makes him laugh when being tickled,
"Stop!" he commands.
He feels most relaxed as you stroke his soft brunette hair,
and when you scratch behind his ear.
When joking around you pop him in his tummy after.
Unexpectantly he'd burp and paralise you both with laughter!
To everyone around he's a rookie or an amateur.
But to you, Calleigh, he's so much more.
He's your Wolfe, your playmate and you noth howl at the moon,
he's sufficient air for your balloon.
By yourside he guards you like a lion,
you're the only one to call him Ryan.
But the name everyone knows him as is Wolfe