Haine pour aime

Love, alas, only takes one M
Typo is Hate for love
H-A-I-N
On I-B-M
L-O-V-E
Me if you want

The same ink flowed through our veins
Was it China or burnt sienna
Native black
Aboriginal
Fire ink
Violet or blue

You threw me to the moray eels
Thrown from the Tarpeian rock
Like a mermaid
Of polystyrene
For you, I
Was only a game

I am only a little plebeian
You above average
The Criminal
Or the Socialite
I am nothing
More in your eyes

Love, alas, only takes one M
Typo is Hate for love
H-A-I-N
On I-B-M
L-O-V-E
Me if you want

I am not than a little plebeian
You above average
The Criminal
Or the Socialite
I am nothing
More in your eyes