Crying Diamondz

So avuncular for reasons unknown.
Walking with a soul that formed into ice,
He cries diamonds,
Fighting to protect himself from His inner beast by keeping some sort of twinkle within His pupils…

Still.
A Human?
Never has He felt like one while carrying Love most consider extraterrestrial.
A sense of Love flowing through vibrations not of this world.
Even if His feet refuse to move forward with such affection for life of any kind,
There is no Anchor in existence strong enough to hold him back,
Nor drown His Will inside of an ocean of tears spilt to rehydrate a heart suffering from what feels like an endless Drought of luxuriant amity…