"Only in Death Do We Part"

"YOU MAY NOW KISS THE BRIDE"....Sweet embrace,lips meet,tongues entwine,bodies trembling chemical-bond assembling.

Remember the day we did first meet,"Orrr,how sweet",introduced by a "DEALER IN THE STREET.

Home ward bound you and I,on our own,secretly alone. Gently unwrapping you all I could do was stare at your full beauty standing there. Slightly tanned and powdery to the touch,how I desired you so much.

On a bed of foil put to lay,a spark was lit as you began to flit,chasing you from side to side I began to slide,into another dimension,"the other side".

Awaking slumped into a chair,pacified without a care,"wow girl you got me there". Out on the town we wined and dined. Dancing,romancing,"oh the fun",I felt the lucky one.

Soon with time we began too argue and has they grew,I just knew,I may of bit off too much to chew. Time I could never keep. My boss soon started fretting,my marching orders was all I was getting.

"Pointing-Finger",sent a letter,couldn't pay my rent. An eviction notice was soon to follow,"the bitterness of the pill",was mine to swallow. A new friend came a calling. He had no face, so was devoid of expression,I solemnly knew it had to be depression.

Dark stealthy alleyways,menace met with spite and all the individuals were far from polite. Prostitute's with emerald eyes,pimp's serving as spies, offerings of Turkish-Delights. AIDS has never felt so at home in this Harem of demise.

Wearing a leather-jacket full of contempt,homeward bound,off I went. Running straight back into your arms and your alluring additive charms. A single tear did appear,running onto my cheek,a scattering of baby offspring left in its wake.

"I NOW PRONOUNCE YOU MAN AND WIFE"....Sweet embrace unfolds,lips depart. Slowly we turn towards the city. Off once again to meet,"THE DEALER IN THE STREET".
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Posted: Apr 2012
About this poem:
I used to work with young people with drug problems. This poem reflects back some of their experiences with drugs and their culture. The poem is about heroine and how I have seen some addicts who have has a life-long affair with this drug. I hope you enjoy

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starliteisbrite
A very sad truth to this write,and a loss of far to many.
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