love, lust, poetry, sex

Playground Games

I would take

Over this world

Make it a playground

Tease you

Push you

On the swings that

Would sit between

Skyscrapers

Tug your hair

Blow raspberry kisses

Call you names

Until you screamed me

To stop

I am a loaded gun

A joyous explosive

Who would seek

All the different

Flavours of play

And your conditions

Would be if you

Could

Keep

Up

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