The Champagne Bottle

The Champagne Bottle

A rose on the table.
To witness the betrayal,
Of two lovers crossed
As the night was lost.

Beginning my tale
Is a love that failed.
A tale so wrong,
The insanity did prolong.

A bottle of champagne,
Lain where it's lain,
Holds on tight
To a secret that night.

Look closely to see
What this champagne comes to be.
No longer champagne,
But a new secret ingrained.

Tampered with and stolen,
Is this secret so golden.
The champagne on the table,
Tells of his betrayal.

Poison on the glass, trickling down -
As her death was sadly found.
'You deserve much better than me,
Baby, don't you see?'

Eyes closed against the pain;
The lies in that bottle of champagne.
'You deserve better than this place,
Your beauty is too much to waste.'

'My secret is finally out;
There is no final doubt,
Too perfect is true
That's why I killed you.'

A rose on this table.
To witness the betrayal
Of two lovers crossed,
As the night was lost.

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Understanding: In case you didn't understand ((for it had the hidden meaning)) that the man thought his lover was too perfect for the world, that she deserved much better; to not live in this world. So, he killed her, so she could 'have better'. When he spoke of her beauty, he was saying her beauty was like an angel and that's what she deserved to be.