Let me be the soil you dig your fingers into,
Searching for that lost treasure you buried
Under mountains and mole hills.
.
Step on my throat like you would the roots
Of the old trees in the forest, the ones hungry
To feast on your pretty decay.
.
I'll open my mouth for you, nice and wide,
And let you pour your shadows down my throat
Because I want to devour you.
.
I want you to watch me the way you watch
The canopy as it sways and thrashes and breaks
Under the hand of a storm.
.
Break me the way you would the earth
To lay down the foundation of your dreams.
I promise, I'll hold them tight.
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Give me the chance to lie underneath you
And watch the stars bow to your whims and will.
Let me inhale your stardust.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Writer of the dark! Think of it like flipping rocks, the weird little stories underneath are my jam and jelly. Jam and butter? Just jam. Absolutely no use of AI in any of my works :)
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