30/30 Day 19-All or Nothing

Prompt: all or nothing

He told me the first time we met

Love is all or nothing

And I remember the rest of the date

A chessboard, hopping ideas over each other

Compromise, he interpreted as a white flag

A surrender, and like any conquest

There is no room for diplomacy

And he taught me the language of take

Only a few short hours, I had mastered every syllable

While he bellowed, all or nothing

And I cupped my love close at that moment

For the language of give taught me

About trust and recognition

To know when to meet in the middle

I left that date, agreeing some with what he was saying

Love is all or nothing

But it is both giving and taking, a compromise

For two people to learn a new language

A language of their definition of love