All you had to look at,
Was his blue eyes with a brown rim,
A dead and gone cat,
Ex’s with a grin.
But she was the only one that saw,
His eyes were the windows to his soul,
He had been crushed in a vicious war,
Yet he still kept his ultimate goal.
Everyone thought of him as plain,
But she saw his divine beauty,
And the way he moved in pain,
Even though he had his own duty.
All she wanted to do was heal him,
Make him feel loved,
Be in an ocean where they’d both swim,
And set him free, free like a dove.