Bitter Nights

Fri, 04/12/2013 - 02:58 -- pgi13

Love is timeless battlefield
and it takes two
but all you can do is feel the strain in the air

as the armies collide and the turf rips
We try to look within each other
but can not see past our own self

So what is thought without a body to embrace it
What is love without a way of showing it

The words I speak show no sign of love
Yet your wet lips prove its sweet existence

Comments

carsieee

I like this poem. It gives a different take on love.

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