Bounty

Our meeting seemed like fate, since I didn't intend it,

But fate is just another word for intent.

I'm the hallway you walk through, your step two to profit.

I will be your bounty, surrender, get you what you want.

My strength is self-control, my weakness perverse admiration

For the determined way you ask of me, among other things.

I've never been afraid to do the thing I shouldn't do.

It won't hurt like I've been warned, nor be easy as you allude.

The hardest thing to do is sacrifice for another's desire,

But I will let you bring me out into the light.