Here Or In Poem by Mustafa Marconi

There was this thing about her
A grace she exuded so effortlessly
It was amazing just to see her walk into a room
All eyes would light up
And every ivory tooth became brilliantly visible
Everyone felt privileged just to talk with her
Even if it was only, for a few passing seconds
I was the new guy in those days
Stayed close to my circle
Afraid to be seen
But there was something so attractive about her
Our initial introduction was not a pleasant one
I seemed to repulse her
My mere presence would often cause her to over react and quickly disappear
Demanding that I never be allowed back into the circle
Even threatening at times to disassociate herself
From everybody in the room, if I was not expelled
I retreated temporarily, and redirected my approach
Recruiting the help of two of my loyal supporters
To assist me on my mission
Because…. I had to have her
She had to be mine……….
I remember the very first time I made love to her
The pride I felt as I looked down on her
Seeing that look of euphoria encompass her every fiber
As she lay there in a state of semi consciousness
That was our beginning
And I have made love to her every single day
Since that beautiful evening
More than fourteen years ago

All these years later
And I can still see that sparkle in her eyes
I can still recognize that magnificently elegant woman
Deep inside of her tortured soul
The privileged few who remember her back when she was a queen
Now attempt to comfort and reassure her
Attempting physical and spiritual interventions
Only to be flustered and dismayed
By the power I possess over her body and mind
She is, and will forever be my mistress
The tracks of her unwavering love for me
Is a reminder of just how long we’ve been together
And how vigorously I courted and pursued her
Because…. I had to have her
She had to be mine……….
I remember the very first time I made love to her
The pride I felt as I looked down on her
Seeing that look of euphoria encompass every fiber
Of her royal being
As she lay there in a state of semi consciousness
That was our beginning
Here or in, it shall be to the end
I have made love to her every single day
Since that beautiful evening
More than fourteen years ago
And all these years later
And I can still see that sparkle in her beautiful eyes