she walked in
high heeled anger
cursed in prose
soiled your lips
with just one kiss
and it shows

she talks in
rhythmic dial tones
moves in martini shakes
and double takes
while you sit
and miss her
"tiptoes"
and the way her
"hair grows"

she only compromised
when she knew she'd win
only spoke when her voice
wasn't well enough to "sing"
refused to leave
when you needed to go
and only begged to stay
right before she'd run away

but you
you loved her anyway

loved her made up face
her concubine waist
her lacquered skin
and even her taste

loved her sunless stare
her worn out love affair
her rose coloured dreams
and everything in between

and i
i knew better
but loved you all the same



why
ask her
she knew
that's why she loved you too