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Love II

I hit the ball
clear across the field
And boy, did I run.

I ran so fast
but I kept looking over my shoulder
And you reached for the ball.
You almost caught it
but it hit the turf with a dull
Thud.

I made it to the next base,
you picked up the ball
And casually tossed it.

Whizzing above my head,
it passed me
And now

I
am
out.

Author notes

This is part two, a response to a poem I wrote about love and a particular relationship earlier.

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  • Three Doves
    November 14, 2008
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    All for the love of the game. Excellent expression.
    Thank you for sharing.


  • Stevie.me
    November 14, 2008

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    I like both of them

    I like both of these poems and can understand how you feel , like the base ball analogy you extended it well