Love Games... Poem by Bryan kelly

Love Games...

Rating: 5.0


Let's meet up in a game of chess.
You'll be white, I'll be black.
I guess I have to be patient.
For you to attack, and me just to wait here.

As days go by, tables turn.
Wooden pieces start to burn.
Ash turns to coal as day into night.
White becomes black, black becomes white.

For you to be me, me to be you.
Sapphire touches ruby, like red touching blue.
In the middle: a line of purple holds in place.
The sun rises in the sky, there it stays.

Trough clouds it shines, .. and out comes a rainbow
as a means of the divine.
Whatever I had is yours, and what is yours will be mine.

Monday, May 8, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,poem,poems,chess,battle,second chance love,butterflies,rebirth,meditation,couple,relationships,stories,english,kids,nature,war,death,friend,home,life,memory
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piece for piece, one exposes their love for another.
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