MY LOVE IS LIKE PIECES OF CHESS IN WHITE AND BLACK~by Rini Valentina

 

 

MY LOVE IS LIKE PIECES OF CHESS IN WHITE AND BLACK

I am often confused looking for the similarities of love that I feel
My heart is like a dead end.
My brain is like a road with many holes.
My fingers can not continue to flow thousands of words that sweat my tongue.
Even my eyes were hard to speak when his love was jealous.
I’m longing
I’m longing the loneliness
All I want is only one
The silence just looked at each other, letting the heart speak for itself.
And forget about the war of the mouth because of the uncertain jealousy.

My love and your love
As two colors
Black and white
Attacking each other is not willing to give up
Even though the night has been greeted.
Even though the rain had said
So that my lips and his are silent.
So that my eyes and his closed proximately
We are both not willing to do it first
No one of us to care with a look of despair.

I lost my patience
I got lost in the dark clouds
What we magnify is only emotion.
What we love is just a high ego.
Like ministers in chess boards or queens and horses whose hobbies cheerfully attack
Not tired of blaming each other
Not willing if the world is quiet for a while.
Let the lips of the afternoon complete the task until sunset.
Only releasing a little energy enjoying the horizon at the end, both
Without words and many conversations, just reflecting silently on what has happened so far ……….

Indonesian Borneo, November 9, 2018 (05.05 a.m.)
Rini Valentina
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