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GAMES OF LOVE

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GAMES OF LOVE
LIFE?
SHORT
LOVE
CHILDS PLAY
LIFES JOURNEYS
INNOCENCE
SHADOWS
WHIMSICAL
SEASONS

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THE SEDUCTION
 
The place is bustling with people,
as he looks out across the crowded room,
he sees her sitting alone..
His eyes linger for moments,
sensing the loneliness surrounding her. . .
After watching ,for some time,
he makes his move towards her. . .
She is looking up at him,
her eyes search his. . .
As he asks her for a dance,
she slips her hand into his
in a silent answer. . .
His touch is warm and embracing
as he guides her towards the floor. . .
His lips whisper what her heart longs to hear. . .
He caresses her soft skin,
as she closes her eyes to the sensitive leer. .
His lips find a sensual spot,
igniting a fire she thought had been extinguished. . .
As his arms encircle her
and draw her close,
she becomes his. . .
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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THE GAME
 
Commencing with the thrill of the chase,
and the need for a challenge..
Ascending to the art of manipulation and maneuvering..
Like playing the game of chess
always thinking ahead to the next move,
never backing down,
trying to remain one step ahead of your opponent,
focusing on the goal,
jumping the hurdles
or dodging them if they seem too high...
Deceiving the mind
with illusions of grandeur,
even to one with a keen perception..
Sending out one line after the other,
preying on the provincial mind,
with the hope that one will hold the key
to Victory..
 
Tonya  L. Edwards
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GOOD-BYE LOVE..
 
You. . .
buy my love
time and again,
as your careless lies
try to break me,
you send
a Dozen Red Roses
to recover
the loss of my faith. . .
When I let you
buy my love. . .
I lose myself,
as your dagger
thrust into my heart
to drain
the pool of my forgiveness. . .
When
the simplicity of the truth
is. . .
I give you my heart,
but yours comes with
a price to high
to pay. . .
So now. . .
      and
                  forever,
    Good-Bye my Love. . .
 
Tonya L. Edwards
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