Playing With Love

Expression of the cruelty of young partners.

So close, so very close, and you don't even know...

How you hurt me, and help me.

Kill me, save me.

Burn me, heal me.

All it takes is a word, a knife, a feathery kiss...

One or the other, another, like brothers

They're unified to maim me-

All they do is claim me, and I'm yours.

I serve you now, I own you now,

I grab and twist and stab your heart

And though we may be worlds apart

I hope you feel it.

Hope it pains you.

Hope it chokes you.

Chokes you like I choke on tears

When you spit your scalding words at me.

And yet, I run to you

Through the rage and thunder,

Through the livid lightning, to the eye of the storm, where you sit;

Playing with my love.

Reviews

[Dushyant Patni]

Intriguing writing, the imagery you create is very effective. Also, I find that the rhythm of the poem is very taut, which perfectly balances with the frustration, the pain and all the other emotions which you try to convey.

[Nicola]

Thank you, I appreciate the feedback!