Give In

You await that day that I just give up and give in.
You can't wait to hear my moans of defeat.
You keep giving me your all, oh I can tell.
The short sharp thrusts indicate your concentration belongs only to my body.
That small bead of sweat forming right above your brow proves you to be a hard worker.
Faster Faster!
You can enjoy the ride.
Your body keeps overloading from all the excitment inside.
Eventually convulsions replace your short thrusts.
Refusing to let my body defeat you, you turn to long strokes,
For this accomplishment is a must.
Like a gambler to a casino you proceed to reappear.
Hoping that THIS time, you won't keep having to confront  your fear.
Not knowing that THIS time, yet again, there's just no luck.
I'm sorry to say it, the head was great; but, you were'nt a good fuck.

                                               *kanye shrug*