Like A Pair of Jeans
Like A Pair of Jeans Your love made me rough, like a pair of jeans. Torn my heart apart, when you depart, leaving me in a corner like a pair of jeans. Everywhere I aided, my emotions you raided, now I am faded, like a pair of jeans. Rainbow colors sparked as your smile embarked, now left with black and blue, like a pair of jeans. Changed my destiny such were your tyranny, having so many like me, like a pair of jeans. Collected my self, cleared all shelves, now trying many more, like a pair of jeans. Your love made me rough, like a pair of jeans. Linking this poem to Poetry Jam