Friday, April 8, 2011

We play our games

We play
Our games
We hide
Our love
In follies, in dreams,
 In things that go amiss
You roll the dice
I shuffle the cards
And we think
Of the hurt and the pain
And we restrain
Half in love
Always half in ove
Wishing we would be full in love
For the half of it
Keeps the game on
Long after our eyes have closed
Long after the half has been made full.

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