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All is fair in Love and War

Sinking into you is something I find myself doing all too often.

If only you made this easier by being ignorant or oblivious.

Instead you wear the gentlemen well and I can never fault you for that.

 

But you started sinking into me first, it's as if you tricked me.

Slinking in the most subtle ways that I didn't even notice.

 

Or does this just in fact,

signify exactly how predictable I am?

Am I really so easy to figure out?

 

But then,

I cant be so simple.

 

After all,

it did take you years with no sudden movements,

no alarming sounds.

Looking back I am amazed at your diligence and unwavering patience.

Tell me,

do I even know you at all?

 

Or is it then that I am just so obliviously self absorbed that I really didn't notice our intimacy?

Our feelings that I wish I could flee from as they speak a truth not even I can say..

I'm out of my element here and falling short on how to best you or even compete.

 

I see you running the table in this game we have been playing.

I sink more,

silenced in awe over your undeniable victory.

 

You,

without a doubt hold the power

and I can't even be a poor loser.

 

I guess all is fair in Love and War.



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