I write heavenly poems about you,
Despite the purgatory
you inflict on my soul.
I glorify you,
As though you are a deity
And not mortal as me.
I feed your ego,
It is your nonpareil
For you are a solipsist.
I give into you,
Your every call and behest
Aware you only lust after me.
I love you still,
For it is my love
And it is not cruel.
~O.Ella.