If Love Ever Plays Games
If Love Ever Plays Games


As long was my life,
I do remember still:
I was never one
To lie on a window sill.
That vacant joy seemed full
Till I found her all alone.
She talked quite politely,
Shaken; I thought her my own.
So once in dim light of dusk
And that scarlet, heavenly glare
Had I asked her when passions belabored
Her reply's content wait, that made my visions bare.
And in snare had I walked,
Just woken up to see the iron cage.
Her shocking reply made me sorry and sad.
But in my mind, there lay defiant rage.
What sins had I done!
Whose heart had I scarred!
Shouting back at her face.
O, my feelings parred.
After ages: as it seemed
I saw her with
a prey,
My mind went diabolical.
Fear and shame made me pale and grey.
If love ever be truly one soul
in two bodies.
Had I been cursed and pampered still?
Elusive esteem had reduced me to bone.
If ever the trickster playeth games
But love defiled me.
Not in Venus, not being Cupid
But the form you easily see.
If love ever plays games;
Everyday guilt may:
Suddenly, evermore or forever
Leave a heart astray.
If love ever plays games
This is how it would be.
If love every plays games
Do not judge me.
In pleasures of lovers' breeze
Such targets it maims,
"So much had I done for her"
To know, love always plays games.