one night near Tenochtitlán circa 1521- Hernán Cortés speaking to Malinalli Tenepal aka Doña Marina (La Malinche)

I am a conqueror conquered
by your eyes and your form
by the freedom of your soul
by your mettle’s strength
willing to submit to the yoke
of your thighs  I give myself to you
as among the Aztecs  I offer myself
to be thrown from the summit
of your frenzied depths
to the base of my passion’s peak
once you have ripped from my breast
this heart and tasted its sweetness
yes   its bloody sweetness
I no longer need it   for each beat
of your heart now gives me life
my savage goddess   come
strike me with your knife-sharp tongue
tear me asunder with
your pleasure-bearing fingers
for now I am a conqueror conquered

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© Gregory V Driscoll 2014

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