Love is a Game Hearts Play
A poem on the game of Love
The Lignum Vitae tree at my window is home to many birds
So, I get my serenade every morning, and I listened to every word
I know his tune
Because when I hear it, my heart would be immune
To pain, but not to the instantaneous happiness
I felt when he first cooed
His tune instigated love
While insulating me with beautiful melodies
He would flap his wings to lure me closer
Then thrills me with a song
Lifting my spirit higher and higher
As I go along
So, this morning I decided to meet my suitor
Who was instigating love to me
I peek out through my window and imitated his tune
He cooed right back to me, my heart swells like a balloon
I ran out to meet him,
He flew down on a limb
Then flapped his wings in welcome
Dancing to his own tune
Then frolic from branch to branch
Singing my favorite song
As I reach out to touch him, she flew into my way
And perched on the limb beside him
Pushing my hand away
He lifts his right-wing and hugged her
And started singing our song
It was when my heart told me, that here I didn’t belong
The songs he sang every morning, wasn’t mine to claim
Because love is a game
Hearts played that ignite many flames.
Copyright 2020 by Annelise Lords
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Annelise Lords
Annelise Lords writes short inspiring, motivating, thought provoking stories that target and heal the heart. She has added fashion designer to her name. Check out https: https://www.etsy.com/shop/ArtisticYouDesigns?
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