Smoking ice

They say everything that as a beginning as an end, but there is one thing that as a beginning but refuses to end.

DECEPTION

If it won’t end then it didn’t begin, there was never a start to its finish.

My love for you had a beginning. Why must it come to an end?

Am at the church, everyone is weeping. It is you my vanilla cream that melts in his suit. You’ve left me for good, I hope that is not true? As I stand close to you, trying not to think, act confused. I saw you smile, you decietful child, mocking my silence with silence. This was supposed to be your end. Your chimney breath and liquor stench ironed with minty lies twice as fresh. I couldn’t resist your charm and tease.

If I die still loving you,

stuck in your deceitful teasing and caress.

Would I be lying or telling the truth?

That I never loved you,

because if I did

It would have began and ended with you.