He used to be a beautiful boy.
A rule breaker; a ground-breaking defiant.
Many tried to challenge his strength and beliefs.
Some even managed to scar his elegant face.
Though that just made her love him even more.
His eyes the colour of steel,
Yet held the softness of silk.
His voice the melody of the heavens,
She was sure she had never heard a tone so mellow.
She loved him as fiercely as she could, and he loved her back just as much.
This poem is inspired by Arin from The Winner's trilogy by Marie Rutkoski. He's just a total bae and I'm sure this poem does no justice to how amazing he his, but I just wanted to express my feelings somehow. GOD, I LOVE THAT MAN!
