Nina gáspari

Rookie (05/13/1985)

Summer Game - Poem by Nina gáspari

Life´s made of games
Won´t you come and play with me
Tonight´s summer breeze
Is an invitation
For nothing but provocation
Won´t you come and lay with me
And we can turn the breeze
Into a passionate heat
Won´t you come and stray with me
To a place we can make fantasies so real
To a land where you feel only what you will
Won´t you come and sway me
Play, provoke, lay, stray, sway
But don´t you dare to say
No to this.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 13, 2010



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