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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.

Love's games


Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 11/4/2013 8:19:00 PM
Nice, but sad.... I thank you for your visits and resultant comments....... Jake
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Date: 7/28/2013 12:36:00 PM
Ahh!! This is a sad one...If for a contest, reads like a winner..Thanks for your presence at my work..Sara
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Date: 7/21/2013 7:52:00 PM
Hi Joyce: Lovely and playful poem. So nice to see your smiling face back here again. SuZ
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Date: 7/19/2013 12:28:00 AM
Lovely Joyce :) x
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