I've fallen as I often do br for sullen eyes beckoning: and br wispy defiant vulnerabilities, br a combination I cannot resist br and you lay upon my table br this melange, you know br is both your soul br and your artifice; br but who among us br does not mix this br in our offerings br which exactly mirror br our glorious tattered histories? br br Present me your soft spots br beneath your iron gloved history br and I shall kiss its velvet layer br attempting to digest br biscuit and the embedded stone br for this is Romeo and Juliette's true destiny; br surrendered love seeking to survive br in life's foxholes br too hard history and a soft stone heart br can prune prospects of love; br so we start with admixtures of both br making the hesitant best of it br and you wiser than I am br mete out stone br and vulnerability br and I spin br hero stance br hoping it might eventually br become the sensitivity br you need br granted inside br strong man stances br which belie br and countermand br sweet man essences. br br This is the mix of all relationships br I surmise br because life itself br demands both br no matter br if its origins br are testosterone driven br or estrogen nurturing and br our sex I sense br will have elements of both. br br With this knowledge breathing br we approach br wondering br if this mixture and contour br can and will express br and envelope us br in this our first kiss br as opposites br approach.