Your eyes, that I get lost in,
Have seen my soul.
They have seen my pain,
Have seen it take its toll.
Your arms, not very bulky,
Are strong enough for me.
As long as they hold my hands
And my every peice.
I'm broken, we both are
We are each others glue.
You may have a stinger
But I have one too.
There is still more to learn
About each others kinks and flaws
But I know that I'll love you,
My Scorpio, through it all.
