Plundered Heart Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

before, there were only tribes
factions, raiding my heart
to plunder and conquer
with barbaric will
achieving no claim
they held me only in tenuous grasps.
what did these boys know of love
with their toy swords
and childish notions.
it wasn't until you appeared
as close a god as anything I've ever seen
that I got the sense there was more
that anything was possible.
I was not your empire
with riches to take freely
I was your passion
I was your heart
and it was you my love
who returned this barren waste
to a its rightful glory.