Obsession: Part-1

Ladywithaquill

I know you can’t say no to my tears, so I cried,

Couldn’t escape, no matter how hard you tried.

You cannot leave now that you are finally mine.

To honour you, dear, I have made a holy shrine.

Where I worship you, my God, every single night,

I will not give you up without a fearsome fight.

You help people, I am your damsel in distress,

You serve people, I am your beautiful mistress.

I can be your deepest desire, anything you need.

If you want, I’ll beg you on my knees and plead,

Please stay, don’t go, don’t leave me all alone,

You are now my king seated on the iron throne.

Darling, I might be insane but ‘tis only for you,

That I would give my life and take someone’s too.

  • Author: Ladywithaquill (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2024 06:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is part 1 of a series of poems in progress. Any feedback is appreciated.
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