The love story called "Men"

By: Ibukunoluwa. S

I love being able to touch the hearts of men.

Women and Men, yes.

But most especially Men.

You see, they're taught to be tough, to be bricks laid with cement.

Taught to be iced, caging their hearts in cold pretense.

Yet something about planting a seed and shedding some sunlight into their soul

speaks volumes to me.

The gentle cracking and liquefication of their iced barriers,

springs hope within my soul

at the thought of a possible watering and blossoming of the seed I have sown.

I love men

I love them because they're the greatest love story.

A man taught to bury his emotions in the desires of earthly vanity,

finally breaking free and yielding a garden with flowers of a variety.

A bricked trail becomes a lush garden.

The desert becomes spring's soil.

They're the impossible becoming possible.

Beings destined, if nurtured in love, to holy glory.

I love them, they're the greatest love story.