Our minds are fragile to break
Placing hearts on things we make
Placing hearts on things at stake
We are fragile and ready to break
Some words are furious
Some words are curious
but at ends sad and serious
We are sticks with a short fuse
Plus when it comes to love
we have nothing but each other
To hold, so why do we bother?
We love the stage set lights
We love tossed lost hearts and fights
We love and seek eyes
To see through our lies
It is not controversy you
It is not controversy most love, but the domination one exudes from conquering it and creating newness all the time. Such a beautiful poem!!
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Controversy
I mispelled it :( How embarassing.
Well perhaps women are better at waiting for love than men.