This Rigid Love

thLove is extreme
Screaming loud
Tacitly quiet
Never lukewarm
Solid like stone
Feather-light
Pulsing with rhythm
Caught in a glance
Flirtatious at best
Apathetic at worst
Finding itself
While running away
Love is a war
Battle plans scripted
Sides stained red
Conscious of itself
Amidst the turmoil
A dance with no end
As tired as night
Before morning comes
Fresh like dew
Blissfully honest
Even when it hurts
Falling down like stars
Across the muted sky.

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