Fear to love.
He knew how he felt.
He knew it would be hard.
But he couldn't help it.
He was his Love, his Sun.
His fear sometimes paralyzed him.
His fear sometimes made him bold.
His fear was to lose him,
And see Atropos make her job.
If only he could tell him,
how much he loved him;
this fear could be turned into something
that they both could enjoy and feel.
He was afraid of loving a king,
because he could lose a dear friend,
But his love was his second skin,
his blood, his flesh, his world.