The Takeover

 

If my heart were a vessel
out on the sea,
then you’d be the pirate ship,
now boarding me.
If my heart were a bank account,
loaded with interest,
then you’d be ol’ Bernie Madoff,
who’d come to collect it.
If my heart were an island,
devoid of a soul,
then you’d be the first one there,
to inhabit it all.
If my heart were all empty,
if no love had it seen,
then you, love, would possess it,
the take over, complete.

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