Love’s Fight

We don’t fight anymore

but we should. I miss the

passionate heavy breathing,

fire in our bellies, struggle to keep

ourselves, our love alive. Why did we

stop fighting? Just quit. Gave up. Let go.


Please fight with me again.

Push my buttons, say cruel things,

trying to rouse a response. I need you

to fight with me, be with me, engage me.

i know we’re old and tired, been married way

too long. But without love’s fight, I fear we might


divorce, or worse, disappear.



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