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?