PLAY

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  • Passion

    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 an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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