You conquered my heart, Messalina.
I lowered my standards in awe.
For I was mere slave to Athena,
the goddess who makes love like war.
I was in thrall, Messalina.
You were my favourite girl.
Though I was much older and senior,
your flag would fly free unfurled.
I was your fool, Messalina.
Tuesday, September 6, 2005