Our desires were chalk lines and strawberry wine,
A beautiful disaster lost somewhere in time.
Yellow tape fluttered where promises bled,
Broken glass glimmered like the words left unsaid.

Lipstick stained bottles tipped over the past,
Your hands left their mark, and Gods, did they last.
Velvet night violence hits sweetly under covers,
Choking the life out like an aggravated lover.

I wore my heartbreak like a diamond-cut jewels,
Dancing through wreckage addicted to you; like a fool.
You left me for dead in the heat of your crime;
But darling, destruction was truly sublime.