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Dec 2013
She loves with her body
Slowly moves into her mind
But makes it a hobby
To keep her heart hard to find

She doesn't yet know that I am no plunderer
My treasures of trove do not lie under her

No I am the most dangerous game
She doesn't know the rules or even the name
She doesn't know she is already playing
She doesn't know she will never be the same

You see, bodies fade with time
Could be gone tomorrow briefly mine
But a heart is forever
A soul, a serious endeavor

I will not settle for any price
These sheets are not my greatest vice
I will not play this game of yours
I will settle for nothing less nothing more

My heart is set my brow is hard
This puzzle will be mine to take apart
I will never have enough
As long as my eyes are locked above
I will not take shore until I see the dove
I will not give in until I have your love
Matthew Nichols
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Matthew Nichols  Ozark, Arkansas
(Ozark, Arkansas)   
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