I once loved a woman
Who hated herself
So much
That she loved
Everything about me
The blatant disregard
Of her being
Left me standing upright
Like I held a position
In royal courts
My ego inflated so
That it almost reached the heavens
The Tower of Babel was jealous
Like if rose petals were strewn
Across my feet
In my mind I would
faintly hear chants
Of hosanna as I walked
And In her praises
I lost sight
Of her warmth
Her beauty
Her love
Of Her