True Love.
"It's love, true sweet love."
She proclaimed to the skies above.
He asked her to join him, move into his home.
For their honeymoon he took her to Rome.
He showered her in flowers, in gold.
Every love poem was told.
They returned home, happy and spent.
A craving of icecream, to the store they went.
A crash of cars, clash of metal
amid the bodies the dust began to settle.
His body was broken,
his last words of love had been spoken.
"How could you take him from me?!"
She screamed from his body, in a plea.
"It was love, true sweet love!"
She proclaimed to the gods above.
