The Game Of Love

I'm caught up in this game of love
and play the hand I'm dealt.
I thought that when I played this game
everything I had felt
would bring me joy and nothing else
but the emotional joy which is at stake
can sometimes lead the heart to bleed
and be replaced by pain and ache.

Love can lead to heavenly bliss
that takes you far beyond
anything in this crazy world
to which you can respond.
You throw caution to the winds.
You give it your all.
You defy the heartache.
You stand up tall.

You express your feelings.
You repress none.
You revel in what it does
and love what it's done.
For love won't ever be denied
and the game that you're in
is filled with emotions.
So you take it on the chin
and love.

poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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