he loved her profoundly
on his mind hourly
while she slept soundly
you could see it the way his eyes were fixed
she was like a walking candlestick
the way she would light up his night
making life feel so right
he used to see in black and white
living with a chip she made featherlight
turning his world upside down
everything becoming renowned
he saw the beauty in the way she escapes
the way she shaped
transforming, warming the darkness
making him conscious
the way she sucked out the poison
and made him glisten
illuminating every second
she made him feel the rain
eliminating all the pain
he felt like he was on cocaine
if only he knew she was ecstasy
how she was running from an entity
searching for clarity
she moved with her own melody
seeming so simple but filled with complexity
she was no sympathetic
she was an emathetic
that made her authentic
sometimes things got so hectic
if only he wasn't a skeptic
then he could see she was cosmetic
what they had was magnetic
it was poetic
it is what you call a fable
so you know it was unstable
they made each other invincible
turning life into a miracle
is it all fictional??
trying to keep a hold of reality
with every tickle, he caved into insanity
words soon became profanity
destroy this tapestry
he finally saw her for who she is
saw that she was falling into an abyss
he believed these words would be the kiss
but they died at his lips
