THE GAME

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THE GAME

Ever now and then a person comes into your life.
Someone that makes you heart skip a beat, or just takes your breath away.
There is something about that person that can not be explained.
The touch of his hand, the smell of his body, or the sound of his voice.
These are the things that catch you eye or mind.
Each time you meet it is like a fireworks show.
You breakout into a sweat waitting for the fireworks to begin.
As the show begins you know that it will be worth the wait.
Because both of you know how you want to play the game.
Hot, Heavy, and Hard.
He can make you blush, laugh, and wish in a monutes time.
You have the same effect on him.
Many will say that it is just Lust, but I say it is the beginning of a wild ride.
 So Enjoy the ride and let Him into your world.
For the Game is a Foot.
SO ENJOY!!!!!!

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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.

Smiles45’s Poems (10)

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