• I succumbed to your wishes,
    your mere dreams and plans for us,
    Swayed by your sweet kisses;
    honey lies, high on a candy rush.

    Words playing on my stringed emotions,
    such devious melodies.
    Songs of fruitless hoping,
    and lack of longevity.

    All of my happy conjurings,
    outweighed by the future dark ones.
    I would initiate our sundering,
    if I didn't live off the smoke from your dark lungs

    My amorous feelings and actions are true,
    but poison can be like sugar and kill you too...