Love's Back In Season
Rendering facts to black and white
leaves little room for shades of gray.
And stubbornness leads to a fight;
when neither of us will give way.
As shouts instigate a ruckus,
anger regurgitates stale lies.
And when patience abandons us,
we don't hold back till someone cries.
Feelings flare under verbal fire;
fueled by harsh looks that could kill.
And there's no escaping our ire;
streaming tears start flowing at will.
Yet, regretting slurs hurled in rage;
time silently restores reason.
And we start acting more our age;
confirming, love's back in season.
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