In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace,
A heart beats strong with gentle grace.
Not bound by chains of ancient lore,
But free to love, to feel, explore.

Beneath the armor of stoic gaze,
Lies a soul that dares to blaze.
With courage found in whispered dreams,
And kindness flowing in endless streams.

The world may paint with shades so bold,
Yet truth is found in stories untold.
A dance of strength and tender touch,
In balance lies the power of much.

Let not the echoes of the past confine,
For masculinity’s a tapestry divine.
In every thread, a tale unfolds,
Of hearts unbound, of spirits bold.