TKO

You can only fight

for love so many times

before it knocks you out,

hits you between the eyes.

That technical knock out

Teddy P sang about.

Love keeps knocking you down

and you keep jumping right back

up, sparring in the ring of life

with love. Eventually, though,

you have to ask yourself

if love keeps on fighting you,

is it really love and is love

really worth fighting for

if you���re the only one who���s fighting?

You keep moving around the

boxing ring floor

wondering if you get up again

will you finally feel loved

or get knocked the f**k out

by some ���hold on, love

is coming��� or by some

���I wanna love you, but������

The kinds of love that

only leave you bruised

and confused, stumbling

around the ring

trying to come back to you.

Peace & Love,

Rosalind