A boy who got along
and played with the
voices and demons
locked up in her head.
He played the violin in
such a way to shut them
up and make them go
early to bed. A boy who
looks at her as if she's
diamonds and gold. That's
the boy her heart told
her to fall hard for. The
boy who looks like
precious gem stones and
prettier than all kings
on their fancy thrones.
The boy who knew how
to love her skin and bones.
Her boy*  ~