The Game by Ivan Guerrero Najera

The Game

The more I look, the more I like
There’s something so addictive
About that beautiful girl

I think Cupid shot his best strike

As if her stare awakes
Everything that makes me feel alive

She knows I’ll be the pawn
Because as queen, she has the advantage

Just playing the game alone
I consider a great privilege

But I don’t play to win
Since being with her means
That I already have the prize

When she has me as her company
Everything feels very nice

by Ivan Guerrero Najera

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