The Better half

He calls you names, then makes you laugh
who is this being with a confusing half?
Plays wrestling games, designs a dream car
His mother,the woman, his real rockstar
She'll one day tell you the way to his heart
How food can be the end and food the start
He goes to school grumpy like a neat little thing
only to return muddy, bruised, a victorious grin
Someday he may sit within books like a worm
Someday he'd promise to study from next term
The first time his young chin held a crop of hair
feeling like a man, he gave the mirror a proud stare
Once a lost friend came calling, knowing what to find
They united like time was never lost, past never mind
he grows up a fighter,with the grace of a lightning beam
strength at test, at his best,when he fights for all his dreams
He'll never tell what is held behind those blinking eyes
they could be wise thoughts,and they could be blinding lies
He doesn't dwell on matters or contemplate too much
always lives the moment,believing only what he can touch
He hears every spoken word with the patience of a hill
He is aware of his restless heart trying to hold him still
Why the chase? his thrilling maze,she never finds her way through
breaks her heart like a piece of art,while singing her songs of blue
She can't help but fall in love with his engaging witty charm
Logic failed to serve the man,with the woman he loves in his arm..
An action buff, he thinks he's tough,cried when his child he held
The father in him wanted to protect, a way he never before felt..
So who is this being with a confusing half ?
Makes you cry,then makes you laugh..
He isn't the clarity but the questions we need
He is the understanding of an unexpected deed
Digging deep for him may not help us know,
most times he's the surface,not far away,just a stone throw
He brings light midway,brings heat midway to cold
The man in his hour, a king to his power,
without whom,the woman a tale halfway told