Creature Comforts
By
Denise
Deep brown eyes that stare into mine, softened by compassion and brimming with love.
Large hands, so strong yet so gentle, holding my face, caressing my cheek.
I see no fear.
I see no judgment.
Just empathy and warmth, understanding and pride.
He's like me, my big friend, different and feared.
A monster without hiding the man within.
He knows the hate, he's experienced the fear.
Vicious, cruel words that wound deeper than any blade.
And yet he prevails, opening his heart and mind, baring his soul to scrutiny.
He risks a lot, my friend.
Dare I do the same?
