Check mating

And higher grew their shadows' pawns between them.
Yet trustingly she gripped his hands and all.
And what was unpredicted, unforeseen
stood like a pattern of a chessboard screen,
that filled all eagerly a white-washed wall
with speckled darkness. Both could not escape
what lay in waiting. Love, they understood.
Ignoring all the dangers of check-mating
he pushed his manhood deep into her blood.
And while he wanted more and more and more,
alluding to the laid-out metaphor,
he stated that his game was pretty good.