the game
We may have played a game,
but you were never my opponent,
we only shared the same level of difficulty
that led up to this very moment—
the desire,
of trying to win the other over,
disguised in subtle moves.
What impression such soft hands make,
and how a player’s stare exchange
can be so deep and overwhelming
like it’s in search of the truth
and the thrill in every move—
I’ve never quite met a player like you.