All is fair in love and warA Poem by Stone FoxComing to the realization that I was in fact never winning nor did I ever have the power.
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, as if you were tricking me. Slinking in the most subtle ways growing closer and closer, underfoot and unnoticed. Or does this all just in fact, signify exactly how plain or 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, or any 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? These 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 all the cards and I can't even be a poor loser. In fact I find myself ecstatically bubbly with your win-I guess all is fair in Love and War.
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