Winning The Game

I wish I had a reason why
I found him so talented
But gods and singers need
No explanation
I will be your owner
He said
And I, being a fan of ideas
That both challenge
And entertain
Told him to try

It was no problem
To break down my inhibitions
And once removed they
Became fodder for our lust
We played, lurking
Behind the back doors
Of folks who thought
Our little games bizarre

We spent a fresh page week
Wonderful and the only problem
I encountered was
What could I share
With this man
Who saw my naked soul
And did not turn away?

Smiling I suggested
The place where hearts
And bodies interact
I removed my clothes
And bowed before my One
My All, ready
To submit