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The Love Game

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By Moharif YuliantoPublished 2 years ago 2 min read
The Love Game
Photo by Siora Photography on Unsplash

I. The Opening Glance

Across a crowded room, a spark ignites,

A fleeting glimpse, a dance of hidden light.

Your eyes, a puzzle, waiting to be known,

Mine, drawn by whispers, secrets yet unshown.

A smile, a tilt of head, a silent dare,

A challenge laid, a game we both can share.

Will we approach, or let the moment fade?

A love game starts, in whispers unplayed.

II. The First Touch

A conversation flows, a melody in bloom,

Words carefully chosen, erasing the gloom.

Laughter peals, a bridge across the space,

And as we meet, a spark jumps to embrace.

A brush of fingers, hesitant and shy,

Sending shivers down, a questioning sigh.

The warmth of skin, a language understood,

A promise whispered, silently it would.

III. The Dance of Words

Witty banter, a playful thrust and parry,

Testing boundaries, where we can dare to carry.

Do veiled compliments mask a deeper desire?

Or teasing play light a slow-burning fire?

With every word, a layer gently shed,

Secrets unveiled, in stories left unsaid.

A yearning grows, a yearning to connect,

Will we confess, or forever play suspect?

IV. The Gambit of Vulnerability

A pause descends, the music starts to slow,

Vulnerability exposed, a seed we sow.

A hidden fear, a doubt we hold within,

Offered as a token, to let the real begin.

Tears welling up, a glimpse of who we are,

Beyond the gamesmanship, a reaching for a star.

Will you accept me, flaws and all I show?

Or will this trust be shattered in the afterglow?

V. The Checkmate of Honesty

A hand outstretched, a silent plea to stay,

Honesty unveiled, leading us the way.

Fears acknowledged, doubts no longer kept,

In that moment, a silent promise swept.

Words spoken true, a bond begins to form,

A fortress built on trust, to weather any storm.

Through honesty's lens, a deeper love we see,

The love game's facade, crumbling gracefully.

VI. The Waltz of Passion

The music quickens, a passionate embrace,

Hearts beat in rhythm, a frantic, desperate chase.

Lost in the moment, desire takes flight,

A tangled dance of shadows in the night.

Kisses like fire, a hunger to possess,

Two souls entwined, in a love's sweet distress.

The love game's climax, a surrender to need,

Two bodies weaving, where love's true power is decreed.

VII. The Truce of Intimacy

The music softens, a lull in the storm,

Bodies entwined, safe and feeling warm.

Whispered secrets, love confessions made,

A new understanding, in the aftermath displayed.

Vulnerability embraced, a deeper connection found,

The game transformed, on more profound ground.

Love's language spoken, not in words alone,

But in the comfort shared, when hearts are truly known.

VIII. The Endgame: A Shared Victory

The final notes fade, a melody complete,

The love game won, no losers to defeat.

A deeper bond forged, in passion's gentle fire,

Two hearts united, soaring ever higher.

The love game's purpose, not to conquer or subdue,

But to connect and nurture, honest love anew.

A constant learning, a dance with open eyes,

Where love's true power, forever thrives.

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About the Creator

Moharif Yulianto

a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook

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  • Esala Gunathilake2 years ago

    Haha, fantastic work.

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