Sweet

Sweet at first
Now she's bittersweet
As if she quenched my thirst
But takes away my body heat
Colder than body in hearse
Hesitant with cold feet
Her presence a curse
As I pout at her as she seat
Herself on pedestal, she flaunts her purse
Suddenly discrete
With my heart inside of it, then a sudden burst
Realizing she's the death of me before it's last beat
Vowed for better, "I do" made things worse