He’s got diamond eyes
Misted over with ashes
Swept by a broom from his past.
When his halo turned black.
She’s got scars from the days
When the air was too thin
She bled from the pain
Of missing what she never met.
His hair covers his eyes
And a smile creeps up slow
I wait for the chance
I know he can be made whole.
She looks for a secret place.
Somewhere to go and hide.
But she can’t find any place.
So she hides inside.
And his heart’s much bigger
Than the fists he takes
And his dreams are taking off
Leaving this place.
Diamond Eyes
By Crystal Boutwell