Tarnished
Skin so smooth
So soft
Eyes so deep of a brown
Complexion is just the same
Tall like a tree I would love to climb
Limb after limb…
Branch after branch
I connect myself to you like
A hanging ornament on an
Extravagant Christmas tree
Soon, the weather changes
Slowly over time, I rust
You keep growing like
The strong tree you are
I was first at eye level with you
Always on your mind
But as my passion for you grew
So did you
And there was I was, slowly tarnishing
And rusting away
Your limbs became too much for me to handle
So you shook me off
Along with all of your other
Dead things
There I lay…waiting
For you to once again notice my shine…