Love's Games
I write him letters
Almost every day,
Hoping he reads them,
Will not go away.
Stay with me, I pray.
He sweet talks me
With loving words,
Then goes his way
Free as the birds.
He loves me.
Loves me not.
He loves me.
Playing
Love's games
Shames!
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