His skin was yellow

Like natural jaundice

His skin was choclate

Like Willy Wonka’s fondant

They gave her the world in the palm of her hand

But behind closed doors they behaved unlike men

She wanted someone who would love her

Completely and deeply

Someone who wanted more than

Her money or her body

And then she met you,

Last year, mid-June

You treated her like a friend

Then you treated her like a lover

And now she curls up in your arms

As you whisper in her ear

“You’ll be safe tonight, my love”

“Hearts don’t break around here”