Game Poem by Victoria Hardy

Game



I knew
No one could save me but you,
Was breathless
Yet
Brave.
And to be brave
Is to love again.
Desire the fire
That would burn you
eventually.
I wonder how many
Loved deadly
And lost deadly
Once upon a time.
What a line between
And what a game.
To let yourself
demand the desire
once again.
That you might lose.

Sunday, November 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,desire,fire,game,love,pain,painful,story
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