PLAY

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PLAY

I LOVE THE WAY YOU PLAY
BECAUSE I LIKE THE WAY YOUR BODY SWAY. 
YOUR FAR AWAY TODAY SO THERE IS NO TIME FOR YOU AND I TO PLAY.
 I'M SO MAD BECAUSE OF WHAT I CAN NOT HAVE;
LAUGHTER
MOANING
TOUCHING
LOVING
KISSING
ALL OF WHAT I AM MISSING.
HOPING YOU COME HOME SOON 
MAYBE A TIME BEFORE NOON.
MY BODY IS NAUGHTY AND WANTS YOUR BODY.
WE WILL BECOME ONE AND PLAY A GAME THAT DRIVES OUR BODY INSANE
OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

alecs’s Poems (9)

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Stuck on YOU 0
REBORN THROUGH PAIN 5
SAYING GOODBYE 0
PLAY 1
Hidden Pain 0
Helpless 1
Her Addiction 2
Fearful battle 1
Pride 2