Monday, November 5, 2007

Sim/Met Poem 2

All Is Fair in Love and War

You are the knife in my side
With every move I feel your blade
Threatening to twist deeper
If I ever try to break away

Your touch is like ice
Freezing my soul when I feel you
My mind goes numb from the cold
Of your unrelenting glacier

Our battle is a season of endless
Weather, refusing to change with the months
You seek refuge in hysterics
Thriving on vengeful passion

But our hearts beat steadily
Together like the rhythm of a drum
Tempo constantly changing
But our pulses never stray from one

Our love is like a delicate rose
Harsh with thorns at ever turn
Perfect in its own way
Bittersweet existence

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