Steve Rogers Poem

Words: 401
Pages: 2

If there was one thing amazed you about Steve Rogers, it was the way that he loved. It wasn’t something that he held back, that he filtered, that he dull. It poured out of him constantly, in every smile, every look, every pore of his body it just came flooding out. It wasn’t just to those close to him, those he cared about, it was to the person that passed him on the sidewalk or the woman that gave him his coffee in the morning. It was second nature to him.

Because to Steve, to love is like breathing, he doesn’t think about it, he doesn’t try, he just does it. Whether it is the long deep breaths he takes around Sam, the one rock he had while his world changed and crumbled around him to only be rebuilt, or the short and hurried breaths he