Love’s Thunderbolt


Love’s Thunderbolt

We met by serendipity
In range of Cupid’s bow
Her eyes had fire that spun me in
Gyrating vertigo.
Her love struck like a thunderbolt
It flashed somatic heat
We knew we’d spend a lifetime close
Our sweet love to accrete.
If given chance to feel again
That thunderbolt so fissile
I’d see it now in its true guise
A surface-to-air missile :P

28 thoughts on “Love’s Thunderbolt

    • Thanks for you compliment nightlake. The poet doesn’t like to generalise about love but needs to laugh at himself sometimes :D

      • I happily let my ex take the Rav4 (I kept the Merc!).

        More seriously, I think there’s a time when stuff is just ready to be written (not sure if there’s even that much conscious choice). I know there’s things I’ve yet to write about, and I’m sure it will happen one day, but for now it’s simmering. So, I really appreciate you taking on the love theme, which I enjoyed relating to – I could handle the missile heading my way, I just wish my mainframe wasn’t hacked beforehand, so that I knew when it was coming!

  1. Tiffany Coffman says:

    You certainly nailed this one down. Just a great ending! Love the humor in it, but it’s so true, isn’t it? ;)

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