I found an old poem i wrote back in day on myspace

I layed an offer on the table.

and you accepted.

a dirty game was provoked

the moment i stepped foot in your room.

a royal flush i felt

when your lips landed upon mine.

i had only wanted to bluff

but you called it

 your scent and my lust

threw me off my game.  

i kept trying to play it safe

however poker was not meant to be played that way.

hearts and diamonds took over

landing me a loosing hand.

i folded and let you have it-

a big mistake that was.

you got what you needed

now i serve no purpose to you.

your tone with me has changed

and you don't even see me the same.

a straigh flush of spades has conquered my hearts-

in the game of poker you have winners and you

have losers. 

I Don't even play poker btw.... but not too shabby