She did not need swords
Or cannons firing
Her eyes conquered my desire
Pupils piercing the core
Of my gluttonous yearning
A hunger I wished
To feed
A ravenous need
To devour her soul
Teething and
Nibbling gently

She did not need a gun
Or axes slashing
Nor hammers smashing
Her poetry
Spoke to me
Weakened my resolve
To never love again
Such ardent whispers
Calling out to
Like minded souls
Such loving verses
Cursing my heart
To lack of control

With a snap of her fingers
I would wither
Let winter consume me
For a small chance
That she would warm me
With her naked flesh

Her pictures make
Me touch myself
An *******
Fury
Because to me
It is more powerful
When you fantasize
About the eyes
Of someone you love

I am not conquered
So much as happily surrendering
Let her being devastate
And devour me
I would follow blindly
To my demise
Behind her devilish eyes