New Year's # 3 (early 1990's)

"Am I winning?" she said
As she drove me into my pleasure

"I'm winning aren't I?"
And she laughed and kissed my cheek

"What's the matter?" coyly asked
As I tried to supply an answer

"No one ever answers that question"
As I agreed and said, "How could they?"

She touched my stomach
And then we laughed at how
Ridiculous we looked
With no clothes on

"I'll always win" she said
As I nodded happily
And said,
"I was a born loser."