Game Of Love Poem by Chukwuebuka Adebayo

Game Of Love

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Like card-players desiring ace,
Be it black, white or any race;
Place one down- when one i place
So unclean is every youthful days;
When all loves is a burning lust,
Lecherous suggestions is a must;
Which heats the heart as fireburst,
But if spinster and lad stakes their prove,
Lust do turn genuine love;
Strong and balanced as rock ne'er move.

Thursday, June 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 18 June 2015

so unclean is every youthful days Nice work.

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