ride

love is like a rollercoaster

you step into the cart

almost trip 

but don’t

you get strapped in 

 stuck 

someone presses a button

allowing the ride to begin

you feel like you’re going to puke

the path up 

to the first drop 

is longer then the whole ride

at the top 

you feel like you can see the world

you try to look 

behind you

but can’t

you are bruised 

from the rough twists and turns

at the end 

it stops abruptly

you’re happy its over

but want to ride again

Reviews

[samparks,sam]

sweet poem with sweet word I like. your poem tuch my mind