Love Poem: Playing Poker With the King of Hearts
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Written by: Hosea Griffith

Playing Poker With the King of Hearts

Cold shivers run down my

spine

at the thought of you.

It seems that your hands

were created only to break

your mouth only to deceive

your eyes only to con

your words only to persuade.

Poker face, Royal Flush

Ace of Spades

King of Spades

Queen of Spades

Jack of Spades

Ten of Spades

and somewhere,

I hang in the balance.

You played me.

Your tongue interlocked with mine

and pulled me into the depths of your

soul.