You're Beautiful To Me

He believed his heart was full of darkness, but to me it was full of beauty Others believed that he encapsulated starkness, but in this world, he's just doing his duty. His love for crows, blood, and skulls, Would be enough for my fallen petals. His energy, his love, it pulls His love is as medicinal as nettles. As intelligent and as curious as a crow, As enchanting and as dainty as a flower, His stem and pedals continue to grow. His determination holds so much power. His beauty reminds me of the moon Even in darkness, the shine of his countenance, I know now that I'll see it again soon My love for him fills him with undoubtfulness.