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May 2020
He said she said
Instead needing no bed
Love cold as ice
Romance was melting needing advice
Interlude quickly became conclude
No solid as a rock
In fact, every moving voice had a mock
Both felt they had been used
Perhaps they both were confused
Yet solitude in a whole different direction
Dinner was always no flavor nor taste
I guess you could say, garbage in their face
The food would often say, “Do you really think you are going to eat me?”
You better tell your stomach to make reservations
Eat out or get out
There was no let’s clear the air, because how much could both bare?
I talking the facts
How this so called relationship got started is beyond me
Perhaps I shouldn’t say or better not say
Ok, you twisted my arm
It was a Roadblock into a road being another route coming together at the same time
It formed the town of *******
It was criss cross being force
I dare not say the word, “Desire”
Is it getting hot in here?
So the whole rocky relationship became a fail
Rock went to the bar for ale
Asphalt became big as a whale
So that’s my tail
A romance that was always frail.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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