Nathan is the sort of man you shouldn’t leave alone for too long.
Not on account of mischief, no,
for Nathan is the sort of person who glows in the company of others;
Not a superficial light but a deep, warm sunshine that permeates cynicism and makes you feel alive.
He will giggle at your poetry but you, deeply loved, will strike an expletive free and bold and he will grovel discomfort with diligence.
He smiles like he might die in the morning, as though he would absorb all the joy of that present hour, minute and second for we are not promised another day, no, this moment is for his taking.
Nathan is a friend, deeply, truly, in the fibre of his being a lover of people, a shepherd of the herd. You can trust him, he won’t bore you, he’s got your back even when he fumbles his meanings and he lacks decorum.
The sort that you hope to know forever but recognise that only few will stay. His cheer is free but his heart is costly.
Don’t leave him in his thoughts though, I beg you, for he will wilt his purpose: because Nathan was made for a love and a risk and a joy that no earthly being can purchase.
photo cred: Matthew Robin Photography