Showing posts with label The moves we make on the draught board of life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The moves we make on the draught board of life. Show all posts

Monday, October 18, 2010

The Moves

He tried to push into her heart a false sense of possession; so as to make her have something to loose. He was afraid of her strength. She was strong as she had nothing to loose.

No ! She did not take the bait.

You are winning

You think you have me just where you wanted  That you, through your consistent coldness, have successfully trained me to give you space  If ...