I want you to be overwhelmed

by me;

breathless,

dizzy,

unable to turn

away.

I want you to see me,

all of me.

I want you to want

to explore

all the hidden corners

wrapped in shadow

that no one else

can see.

I want you to persue me

relentlessly,

to fight for me

like I am your most coveted

prize,

your fate,

your only.

But you are lukewarm

in your attentions.

For all your

lust

you are empty of

passion.

There is no subtelty

to your art,

and your arrogance

betrays

your hand.

You love to play

the hero,

but you are just

another fool.

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