conquer you

in love, i loose too much…
wish it were my weight, the
protrusion around my waist.

i loose myself too much
before this mirror, barely
recognizable sometimes…
who is that supermodel in
front of me? only wish it
were instead of this bland,
deprecated soul resembling
me. love…

love looses me somehow, i
let go of its grip and
grow tyrannical instead.
i desire to rule the world,
command everything with my
silence. because i’ve lost
too much, lost you amidst
my most decadent ambition…
to conquer you

© mr gahon 4/30/15


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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