Lost Love Poem by Ashley Larrieux

Is this really love? We argue Senselessly
But that attracts me to her, The bickering drives me crazy
We always seem to end the night out with passionate sex
Digging her nails into my back as she bites my lips to remove the name of my ex
It seems like i have an attraction to women with issues and that lack trust
It must because what they lack in trust they seem to make up with lust.
But before our climax ecstasy our existence into rust
Before the wind whispers our bodies into dust
I'll be waiting, pacing, aimlessly wandering the contours of your serenity
For the coin with our named sketched on both sides to be flipped wishfully
Being tossed in the air with no thoughts of falling yet sinking
Soaring conflicts into new frontiers, I'm thinking
She is planet, She is woman, She is something I look up to at night but this can't be real
When reality turns everything around me medieval
She has a touch that can spark the spinal cord of a cannon, I've always found
That my heart goes fireball whenever She's around
But there are times, when I just want to shake the rain
Out of her, when we fight so much we become hurricane
That's when temptation arises, Like a dope feen Im itching for my next hit
Tought I could but promiscuous women have me Thinking I can't quit
Looking for my dealer, Knowing once I found her I would be fine
Touching every base as I work my way down to road sixty-nine
You see words are gust-filled and aimed to blow away
Sweet nothings turning into whatever, day after day
The buildups are always quiet, riot sneaky
Always throwing questions at me, like why you with me?
I try my best to ignore it, swallowing my pride and
Bottling my feelings, but please, Japan me if you can
Hand me if you can my sense of peace please
This wanting to be forever thing might not be for me, it's times like these
That gets me thinking that you and me is just another recipe turned sour
Eternity reminds of graveyards, on good days you remind me of flowers
On bad your remind me how I'm just like my dad, washing the stench of another woman after a few showers
I wonder, is this really love?
Is this the passion and commitment everyone dreams of
Hoping in bed as I think monogamy may not be for me
I try to leave but i am in 'love' you see
But it hurts when everything you love becomes dry,
Nights become deserts, every moment becomes goodbye
Insecurity mixed up with anger can only lead to mistrust
You were Ms. Trust and I miss trust,
Now you're Ms. Stress and this stress
Only leads to distress and a mistress
It's unfortunate but this has to come to an end
Driving me crazy and telling me your god send
But ms. angel angel you see, every time i pulled you close you ran away from me
Now you tell me were meant to be
How we compliment each other like a hand to a glove
But I'm sorry ms. angel even tough your sent from above
This just can't be love.