Someone once told me that love was a game <br />you had to experience the joy and the pain <br />the thrill of the chase <br />and the conquest you gained <br />but love doesn't play anymore <br /> <br />I have discovered since running round wild <br />love is a sweet and a delicate child <br />that needs to be nurtured and taught things anew <br />to make it grow strong <br />and make it grow true <br />love doesn't play anymore.<br /><br />Charles M. Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-doesn-t-play-anymore/
