Love
Love is a brutal sportCerebral like chess in a rain storm,Pieces knocked over by frozen tearsLike bouncing hailstones off concrete Love is a winded sprintWith the finish line ever shiftingSo anaerobic muscles crampCharlie horse with a scolds bridle Love is a kayak bouncing down the rapidsWhite water foaming desireUntil all energy is spentPinballing against smooth rocksUntil the mirror pond smoothesAnd the heart beats slowly