I loved an acid tongued witch

I loved an acid tongued witch
but only secretly and soft
I held her long in serious gaze
before i steered my eyes aloft

no words between us, no poetry
only moments past
no joy, no hope, no dreams
nothing true that dared to last

I loved an acid tongued witch
but only there in sunlight
never when the crickets chirped
by my gravestone late at night

no wine we drank, no songs we sang
only vicious lust then
no fear, no rage, no pinot noir
no lies to share again

I loved an acid tongued witch
of course, but only just a bit
never when she loved me too
because she never gave a shit.