Losing the game

If you lose, i won't be surprised.
I don't lose at the game of love,
Your sorrow is what i want.
Show that beautiful face contorted.
Alone i'll be, if you don't stay a while longer.

This pain i bestow is special.
From me to you.
Crafted from the darkest deepest pits of me for you.
Yes i love you silly.
I am Dedicated to you.
Enthralled by you.
Your heart and head are mine.

I'll drink deep of the elixir i have concocted out of you.
Drink to the game.
Start to end.
Those heart racing screams.
How hot and sweaty i got.
Taking my time with you.
Pounding all of my frustrations into you.
Then to the climax of our intimate session.

I'll remember you.
Long for you.
Cherish you.
Until the next toy comes along.
Then again we begin,