My Mind is the Dom of my Heart,
But my Heart, it is a brat!
It always fights back,
When kept from this or that.
It knows my Mind is well intended,
But it doesn’t like to submit,
Even when it knows,
What is really good for it.
They do not like living together,
But they cannot live apart.
Always at odds with each other,
And perfecting the make up art.
But what should happen,
Should I let them switch?
Once in a while let my Heart,
Become Mistress Bitch?
Let it tell my Mind fuck you!
Live for the moment and play!
Worry about tomorrow, tomorrow,
And carpe diem today!
Well, let me tell you what happens…
My Mind may come for the ride,
But at the first sign of trouble,
It beats the Heart to the other side.
It chastises my Heart in the process,
Berates it, degrades it,
Makes sure it knows who’s in charge,
And warns never try to change it.
And my Heart, it learns,
It knows my Mind knows what’s best,
It also knows my Mind, like a good Dom,
Looks out for its best interests.
Yet, my Heart is a poor learner here,
It soon forgets and gets tempted again.
It may be dumb or weak,
Or just secretly enjoys a little pain…
Once, every now and then,
Again, and again, and again.
12.10.13 – 12.11.13
Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
Notes to this poem…