Live On!

The games of the heart
Are like strawberry tart
Sometimes sour sometimes salt
One look rakes up a fuss
Leaving you to settle the dust
Forcing you to choose at every stage
The games of the heart are for those with courage.

It ain`t pink
More black and white with shades of gray
Colours that hold sway your night and day
Cautious and circumspect it never is
Sometimes it sears sometimes allure
The problems of the heart are not for all to hear

The heart is a necessary evil,
Yes evil…..
For without the games of the heart
We are but a cadaver

And so weathered by every storm, the heart lives on