162. Truth or Dare
It's been so long
Since I've played
This little
& not so
Little
Game.
My little
Soirée's have
Grown too big
To play this
Anymore.
I have situations
Which push
The envelope
Rather than
Questions
Or dares…
Still…
I was so good
Once
At asking the questions
That made people
Too scared to
Stick with
The questions
Of truth
They thought
Were safe…
“What dare
Are you most afraid
Of being asked
To do here
Tonight?”
I dare you
To say truth
To me.
Truth is a Dare.
I dare you
To take a chance
& be vulnerable
With me.
Who in the circle
Are you attracted to.
Pick one person.
If there are none,
Kiss your own
Hand as if they
Were that person.
Or keep it light,
By telling us
Your most
Hilarious moment.
Jumping jacks
While singing
Amazing grace,
Or your abc's.
All the rules
Don't have to be
Broken
For you to play.
There is a certain
Excitement
To it though
For sure.
The difference
Being
I create the
Safe space
To explore
Your soft
Underbelly.
Which I'd
Love to kiss
Tenderly.
Easy.
Medium.
Hard.
I have all
The Dares
&
The Truths
Inside my
Little brain
Waiting
For you
To have the guts
To play with
Me.
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