Our Love

November 7, 2016

It's late; midnight

that's fine, everything is right,

another day another fight.

Just darkness, no light.


It will be different in the morning

I know I'll be mourning. This is just a warning

our love was too unknown, too foreign.


I'm going to miss it

everything about this

the way it was all bliss

the way you kiss

like a princess and prince.


The sound outside of rain

another glass of champagne.

The way the pain

sits like a hurricane.


The stained glass from my lipstick; Scarlet

if it came from you, keep it darling, 

take the rings and bracelets,

Cause honey I'm left scarless.

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