Photo: The War Of The Roses ~ Film 1989
What fool loves when pain
is the sacrifice for affection?
There is no bravery or armor
to withstand the battle once
the heart becomes blind to its enemy.
It faces a thousand arrows aimed
at vulnerability with open arms.
Forever invades vocabulary
in promises spilled from lips
unconditioned to bear the weight
of sustained reassurances.
Love is a battlefield where no one wins the war.
Sadly the starry eyed weaponry of infatuation
leaves ears deaf to the song of rewind,
History Repeats Itself.
©Susie Clevenger 2015