The Timeless Question

Cross your lines
Dot all your i’s
this is the game we play
The quiet charade
of nonchalant fondness
of who can hint the most,
who can speak the cleverest,
yet still give nothing away?
You will drive me crazy,
but will it be
love, lust, or sheer frustration?

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