Love Games

Tell me your secrets and spell out your dreams,
carve out your heart and present it to me,
I’ll give you aloofness without giving a care
nobody promised that love would be fair.
You, my dear, you’ve played this game,
hold back your cards or suffer the shame.
To admit ardor is to accept defeat
your aim is to bring me to my knees.

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