[Just Write]

I feel like an Ocean setting, high tide. More than 40 below
Salty skin and dry eyes, in the blistering cold...
She was whimsically bold. A rose, in the crack of the pavement
stood out like a saphire; diamond alabaster encasement.
Savage, abrasive. Her love was only a show
She told me to go. the time we had was nothing but wasted.
I guess nothing is sacred. Modern day Adam and Eve
She turned lust for forbidden fruit into more than a conceptual theme.
Ineffectual dream. You and I, happily ever after.
Should have followed the warning signs: this one's a disaster
Many nights i've spent plastered, cursing your name,
It all ends the same. An empty bottle, and another poem i've gained.