You are a conquest worthy of a grand warrior,
all else is a waste of time.
I am not worthy of you.
I only hope to turn your wrath with rhyme.
My hands quake and my heart shakes,
thinking that you may harm yourself because of me.
Judge me now
consign me to heaven with your touch of forgiveness
or condemn me to hell without you.
I love you and need you,
all else is a waste of time.
Originally appeared 2003-02-17.
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