A win

he keeps coming back
just for a little action
a squeeze here
a pat there
a kiss
a thrust
for pleasure.

she hangs on
giving in
every time her heart says no
for a squeeze here
a pat there
a kiss
a thrust
for pleasure.

but he,
fuckwit-
think there is more.
that it is she who is tangled
in his web of lies.
but she
with no words
just smiles and kisses
gets what she wants
just like he does.
only difference is that
he thinks he wins.
when its actually both.
no losers-
none
in this game of pleasure.

(his loss though,
for not knowing enough-
not looking enough-
no taking time enough-
she.wins.)