Silky words dripped from his lips,
destroying the mirage brought by his kisses that tasted like whiskey sips.

Soft touches, turned into harsh grips
forging steel devastation while
Silky words dripped from his lips

Velvet love wrapped in tulips
died, and was buried by the deceiving
Kisses that tasted like intoxicating sips

As he held my hips
He looked at her, his eyes lingered
And silky words never left his lips

His heart echoed in his fingertips
He traced her name on me, then those
Kisses tasted like bittersweet sips.

Rest in peace
To the forlorn love thats gone, to the
Silky words that dried on his lips
And the kisses that became toxic sips