Slowly burns the flame of love,
My nemesis
Glowing softly in the sultry darkness

It's different for every soul,
Boasting arduous textures
Yours is a silken silhouette
Nearing my granite walls,
A fervent illusion of perfection
A rude awakening
From my deep slumber

Another dead end in my musings
About what's wrong and what's right
It goes on for days
Until you come by
Wreaking havoc on my sanity
Making me question
My sweet surrender to vanity

You see the cracks in these walls
And hope it crumbles in defeat
All the while
I amorously sit atop the wall
legs crossed, cigar in hand
Confident that
I won't fall from grace