Coy~

Let’s play a game
Where love is the prize
When I make a fool of myself
And you seem to like .
I’ll sweep my hair to the side
As I play coy;
You do your brute thing
And start your ploy .
To win me over
And I shall smile
As you do your thing
While I look away
The foolish games we play.
To make our day
All it ever was
Just that -a game
Tell me darling
Who won?
Was love at stake? 

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