Love, revisited

My heart races,
beating a warning
my brain is to dumb
to comprehend,

when has falling
ever been good!?

All the things
I thought I loved
turn slowly into
all the things
I hate.

Those big blue eyes
burn ice cold.
That witty tongue
bites through gold.

The heat of the moment
has become a heated moment
and finally love boils over
into hate.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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