She plays chess,

She always beats me,

She sits bent over the board,

My pieces she hoards,

A pawn between her teeth,

Her thoughts beneath her breath,

I wish I could challenge her game,

Her compsure still and quiet,

Her mind resembling a riot,

Strong and willful,

Never rejecting my attempt,

To create her defeat,

My strategies soon delete,

The days sitting by,

A wooden board day to nigh',

Due to my obsessions,

But she'll never know,

I'll let her,

Let her be the winner.