Game of Love

 

My hands do so much for pain and pleasure

Yet they do not control what is right

Love is that you need to measure

It will come and then you hold it tight

My eyes do so much for good and evil

Yet they do not see what you’ve become

I have to stop the horrid thoughts

And then you stop what you have done

My mouth does so much for words and meanings

But I cannot say that you are real

These pains inside me are my feelings

Hopefully soon they will come to heal

My legs do so much for here and there

Yet I must not go to you

This game of love is in no way fair

Because it cannot be completely played through

My heart does so much for love and hate

Like yours it controls what is right

This game of love will have to wait

I will hold you now with all my might.

 

                        Jake Belmont 6-6-01