Playing The Games Of The Heart

love, sometimes finds itself grieving
on matters of the heart

someone you love
someone that can never be yours

someone that is forever
but has no right to be there,

even in thought
you want it forgotten but it is impossible

you find someone
other lips other bodies other breasts

wanting to forget a love that is true
you begin the games of the heart

in wanting to heal yourself
you now take all things for granted.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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