Concorso Creativo 2016 #CC16

"The Game We Play" by Leda Swan

It's a fire,

your lips

on my neck.

I see the flare's

in your eyes

and the desire's

in mine.

So touch me

and bite me

and burn me,

please, because

your breathe

on my skin

it's the paradise

you promised me.

So, pray, tell me

do you savor it?

The hell

you now gain

from me,

'cause you knew

the risk

when you took it.

It's a game

we always play,

you and me,

under the sheets.

The rules

are simple, really.

You're mine

and I'm yours,

that's all.

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