I can still remember your gorgeous pearls,
those devilish items revealed the greatest treasure for me.
These riches could only be a girls.
The pearls gave me a view into the sea,
And I knew that's where I wanted to be.
Those servants of temptation always shined with warmth and love.
They knew how to tear down my fortified walls of protection.
My anxious heart was given a forceful shove.
Then I soon suffered an all too familiar infection.
Nothing would stop me then except hateful rejection.
As those priceless beauties have moved on to affect countless other wanderers,
I can no longer go on.
Fear is the ultimate squanderer.
However I will be drawn,
To have one last look on.