hair like the sky at night
but the stars
are in his eyes
eye's like rubies
that sparkle and shine
so I wanna make him mine
but they're often narrowed at me
his hands
are rough and large
and I want to be held by them
arms as strong as iron bars
supporting me when I'm down
but warm and soft
crading me so
until I never want him to let me go
I smile and laugh
poking fun at him
and he sees through it all
trough till he point
where I regret telling him
how I really came to be
but twice now he's saved me
more times ensure
blood and an arms
are those really shallow scars?
