When the Sun Was Gone

She thought I loved her for the texture of her hair Yes, but I also loved her for her flair We thought that our love will always float in the air We were sure, and for this we stood foursquare She thought I loved her for the cocoa brown color of her skin I could care less because that’s not the reason for our love’s tailspin Our souls were joined at some point in passion like a Siamese twin Long before our popular love turned into a devotion that had-been Perhaps we expected our actions to always be so circumspect Love is conditional, relationships need an emotional architect So, she thought I loved her for the velvet cavity betwixt her thighs I don’t apologize, she is a powerful woman, or else please advise She thought I am a man-shaped drug the detox to which is painful Till I remembered that many of her devotional phrases were so guileful Saying that she has been in a hole for so long that it started feeling like home Saying that she has been watering a dead flower and every flaw was a syndrome Saying that she has justified to many scars by loving a person who’s holding a knife Saying that she would rather be in a relationship that is full of love and life Saying that she has her boundaries pushed, her thing inside has been awakened You might wonder whether her hitting-the-freeway had already been preordained From the oceans of love, our feelings have been invited ashore The absences of which each of us can barely account for Perhaps we expected ourselves to be as perfect Little did we know that in this prison of letdown we’re a convict But should every slip-up we confect be checked? Every box of that which doesn’t connect us be ticked? We dwell with the denizens of the deep - our ship’s wrecked We both know that we don’t need a restraining order To come to the grips of it that it is over Lips that taste the tears, they say are the best for kissing I pray that you save the kissing for your engagement ring So, then I can be happy that I dried my tears to see the stars When the sun was gone and that only memories will remain ours