Love On The Rocks Poem by Theresa Haffner

From a high cliff above the beach we look down
at the waves crashing against the shore. The image
of love on the rocks.

First I had to decide that I wanted it. Then I made
plans to get it.

She was so beautiful with her red dress and her
long blond hair.

For a moment every thing was right in the universe.

Love on the rocks.



We were different from each other.

I was much older of course.

She was an addict.

She worked as a prostitute.

I loved her without judging her

Love on the rocks



We ran into trouble.

She lied to me.

We argued about drugs.

We argued about money.

Now we can no longer be together

Love on the rocks



Looking back I wonder

Was it worth it to love someone?

Of course it was worth it.

Of course it was worth it.

Love on the rocks.



Love on the rocks.