The Game

It’s a game we play

Where you wear the suit

and tie

and I wear the dress

and heels

At our favourite restaurant

Candles and romance

And I pluck from your fingertips

luscious slippery oysters

and place on your tongue

fruit so sweet

And we laugh

and kiss

and drive through the dark

of night

to the warmth

of our home

Where I pluck at your tie

and you slip off my heels

And we drink deep red wine

from crystal cups

And we roll

and spin

And the winner

comes last

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