Disenchanted

Disenchanted Did she love him? Eyes as bright as the moonlight she slipped away in Laugh as dark as the world she lived in Her lips They were the softest he'd ever touched But her tongue was dipped in poison And he's still struggling to breath She spoke in poems that made his heart beat faster Her skin was painted with art Some of her own creation She was his own personal masterpiece Her mind was made of galaxies We'd never understand Rivers flowed through her veins She sometimes let drip Daisies grew in her stomach She drowned them when she couldn't smile anymore She's a mystery he still struggles to understand She's been drowning for a while now But he didn't know how to swim Her screams and threats still sound angelic Despite the demonic in her motive She used to tell him 'love will kill you slowly." And he always replied with "Then i guess you'll be the death of me." Did she love him? She swore that she did But he saw how she looked and kissed those other men Making their tongues tie in amazement At the rhythm she spoke in The way she fingered their messages Like she used to do for him Some say the only man she loved is Jack Daniels She's been gone for going on two years now But only God knows when she decided to check out She still loves the way his heart breaks With every injustice and deadly fate She was his sun and stars But lately she's been bringing more shadow than light Her skin still burns to touch Now all he has is the fading whispers of 'please' and this lingering regret And he tries to recall The words she etched into his lungs He tries to remember Did she love him?