Champagne and Tar

She had written
A dance
Just for my eyes
Something sensually
Innocent no doubt
That I will now
Never see

I had been thinking
About reinventing
The word
Forever
But now
Will never know

A painfully obvious
Conflict
Of lifestyles
And the
Inescapable truth
Of toxic synergy

We both knew
How it would end
But we were
Willing
To make our time
As hurtful as
Possible

Which
At the time
Felt like
The only way out