He gleamed like the city lights he adored,
Eyes like caves, tunnels I could fall into forever,
His skin dark, tainted by pain withheld,
And a smile coated with acid by his anger.
Beautiful in the darkest of ways,
Like the broken wings of a butterfly,
He captivated me with his deadly gaze,
Without him, surely I would rather die.
Beneath eyes like death lies a love so pure,
His voice trembles like a violin string,
Telling me his heart has never been so sure,
"I don't take chances, but for you I'll sing."
And I whispered "Believe in me My Dear,"
"Let me show you, there is nothing to fear."