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."