"Mishap."

My eyes laid
on the hefty corse of her face
with deep set eyes
that tries to seize the unwise

Her sun-baked lips
on the dawn that dips
as we both wander on the city lights
in which i fright

I couldn't compare the pulchritude
and her moral amplitude
by how both of our hands percussed,
sussing of what unknowingly profusion it has

But perhaps
its a mishap
when she releases from my clasp through wisp and grasp

The apparitions of polaroids
with awestruck and voids
we're seemingly reckoned
when the brunette i adorned the most
is soused in full dominance with clot albeit coast to coast

My eyes that was set unto the blend of colors earlier
was now absolutely dwindle
with indomitable reservoirs on my lid
while cradling her immobile corporal

My love died without her notice
thou shall entice my accomplice
and in so doing, my body fell flat from where it belongs,
thee poignant prolongs.