The Game Of Love

 

Why must there always be a pursuer and a pursuee

 in this vast Universe we share?

The me of you and the you of me…

we just seem to confuse one another with the chase...

With all these games of love we play

 

Is it fate that brings us together…

or do we cling to the illusion of fantasy?

Why is it such an effort?

Why are we afraid to just let go and be real?

Although we may try to do our best…

is it really good enough?

What if we fail to make the mark…

Keep the spark?

 

 

We laugh, we cry

And so...

The chase goes on...

Me, you, the world

And...

All the silly games of love we seem to play

 

 

We bloom, we fade, we fail, we feel

And still...

We throw the dice, we gamble

Wondering...

if we'll win or  lose as we play the game of love

Will we score this hand...

Or...

Walk away with empty arms?

 

 

When we play this risky game of life and love

it almost seems to laugh at us...

in this game of love we all play

Sometimes without any meaning

Sometimes without any rules

The line so thin between winning and losing

It can sneak right up on you

Or...

It can confront you face to face

 

 

Then, when it seems too good to be true

it can just as quickly rub it in your face

And then...

It can turn it's fickle back on you

Ah yes, the game of love

Bittersweet…

But oh, so real

 

Love can lose its truest beauty

when we play it like a game

Cuz' when...

 your cards aren't on the table

and the dealing is all through

all life's chips will fall where they may

Then ...

the game of love will start playing its game on you

~

 

 

By LadeeAnne~ anne p murray

 

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Some very thought provoking questions... it is a shame that people treat love like a game, that is why so many lose their hearts... the biggest problem is we try to be something we are not to win over the other and when eventually your true self comes out the other person doesn't recognize you.