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 gentlmen 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 didnt 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 didnt 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.