Apparently, I never realized how I did not fit the mold
breasts too big, legs too short, hair too blonde, ways too bold.
Apparently, I did not know my way around paint and brush
the way I did a wand.
So I was bought, sold, traded, and pawned.
Apparently, I did not speak to the pulse, a sway of your hips
Apparently, all I am
did not wet your lips.
Curious, however, I might be
why you never brushed her neck
but did kiss me?
Why crescent moons glisten
in our mirrored eye
but on her brow
it passed right by?
One night to the cradle
How many to the grave?
Fifteen to the altar
What a path to hell you pave
Do you want me to tell the story
of how that day went
a razzle-dazzle last-minute gift
and what it really meant?
No mark does she carry
Human still as eye can see
Could it all mean
you are still in love with me?
I am your wife of the V,
forever do I vow,
your wife infernal.
Your wife then, now
eternal.
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