My wings are like a shield of steel

He punched her in the head
And she laughed furiously
He held a mirror to her face and she cried
Sometimes he scared her
And not because of any threat of violence or abuse
But because he held a mirror to her face
And made her take a long hard look at wrinkles and flaws
She looked closely at him
She could see things in him
That were also in her
Making her both sad and angry
No men were like him
No women like her
They were two beautiful creatures
She said
Your bullets cannot harm me
My wings are like a shield of steel