Love is a Battlefield

Love is a Battlefield
Love is tides rushing in, like seaweed in sand.
Love is a surprise, like a wake procession.
Love is kisses with lips that are soft, but sometimes cut like a blade.
Love is a whisper to the heart, and lies like a jackass.
Love is hoping for a brighter tomorrow, only to wither and die.
Love is crushing, like a feather to a stone.
Love is trusts without question, not a prisoner in a cell.
Love is sweet, that sucks you into a glob of goo.
Love is standing in the numbing rainstorm, rainbows and blue skies.
Love is eyes wide open, like shutters on a window.
Love is like a beautiful sunset, slashed by hate.
Love is like a deep ocean, you drown in agony.
Love is a torrent of tears. Stand under the bridge and wait.
Love is like an open book, empty.
Yes, my love is a battlefield.

Written for WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge

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About rhondaleeauthor

Writer of western and paranormal romance.
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3 Responses to Love is a Battlefield

  1. Staci Troilo says:

    You may write fiction, but you have the soul of a poet.

  2. Joy Keeney says:

    I knew you could do it!! I LOVE the gob of goo and you too!!

  3. Russell says:

    My favorite line was, Love is a whisper to the heart, and lies like a jackass.

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