• drunkpoet88 5w

    I thought you into being
    cradled your existence,
    yet I could not sustain
    the thirst you bore, hungry and loud.
    It coiled around my essence,
    shrank my consciousness to mist
    and slaked into the distance.
    gorged with my potential.
    Returning each sunset
    to be sated. Bloodshed
    and devotion every round.