Sunday, 7 August 2011
02:36:16 AM (GMT)
I love you like the ocean on a wild and stormy day,
All wind-tossed so with moon aglow,
A watery ballet.
I love you like a snowstorm in the middle of July,
So glimmering white such sweet delight,
One does not pause to question why.
I adored you through each new falsehood,
Every poison-laced little word,
Said I’d stand by, you knew I would,
You knew how much I cared.
I treasured you like precious gold,
In a locked compartment of my heart,
I bought with your blood each lie you told,
My sweet girl, sugar, poisoned tart.
Perhaps it is the way your hair looks when it rains,
Dripping wet red, ringlet wreathed head,
Those curls are like my chains.
Or maybe it’s the way your mouth moves when you speak,
Such a sweet sound, echoing around,
Making my knees go weak.
You! My sweet betrayer,
With your eyes so wide and young,
You! My only weakness,
With your poison-dripping tongue.
Will he memorize each line,
The softness of your skin?
The words you promised would be mine,
Do they now belong to him?
You claim to love him more than life – more than you ever loved me,
He made you whole, completes your soul,
You’re each other’s “meant to be”.
Does he hold you in his arms and promise you eternity?
Do you accept? A sweet caress?
More than you’d take from me.
I love you – darling, traitor, whore.
I love you less, I love you more.
You’re everything, nothing, a circus of lies.
An innocent creature with immoral eyes.
You’re freezing cold, you’re burning hot,
You don’t apologize
but you’re sorry you got caught.