Clato

I love victory more

I love you,

But I love victory more.

I might love you,

But I won't hesitate to stain my hands with your blood,

Because I love victory more.

I will violently kiss you,

Because I love you.

I will throw a knife at your back,

I will slice you with my sword,

Because I love victory more.

I will rip you open,

And I will hold your heart,

For it belongs to me,

You are mine and I am yours,

But victory is above our love.

We are careers,

We are ruthless,

We are lovers,

We'll kill each other without a second thought,

Because we love victory more.

I am also dedicating this poem to Middy and Nona since it is Clato and I promised to dedicate them the Clato poems.

I hope you enjoyed this poem. The next one will be about President Coin.

As always reviews will be lovely.