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My Conqueror

Your eyes are deeper then I expected
Soft pools of vice
Tempting me
Tearing my fortress of will down to rubble
Where once there stood  a wall of stone
There is naught but dust
Nothing holding me in
Nothing keeping you out
Nothing to guard my heart from theft

And so you shatter my defenses

As you walking towards me
Through the thick smoke and ash
That once was a wall around my heart

I had one last hope

One savior 

I ask you
“How thief, will you steal my heart still, 
as it is locked so tightly in my chest?”
you paused for a moment
and I thought I had won
I thought I was free and untouched…
But then you spoke
You spoke words so sweet I crumbled to near nothingness
As dust I am blown about
By the gust of your lips

Now rightfully stolen
My heart belongs to you

I am yours

I am conquered

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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