giant eyes, monster big
Long limbs blue and teal
I wish to be crushed by her own sphere of gravity
There is a certain zeal
To overcome the objective of obsession
I'll send my regards to her angry tail-fin
As she slams waves at me like slander
A cannon,
I'll gladly move forward toward her heinous, tragic pain
And wash her agony away
I've always had a thing for giant women
Cala Maria, be mine
Make me your slave
Fresh water, salt
Cages and caves
I love you, mad-sea-goddess
Don't kill me with false hopes of love in winter
When the ice carves over our passion
Don't kill me as I worship your large moon curves
Literally
I love not breathing under your
Gravity
Grab it
Grab me
Giant woman
I have a soft devotion unlike a debit
To your fragility in your big moon eyes
Ask me in December if I'll still die for you
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous will be published by Eukalypto
& Atonement will be released this August by JMS Books
Comments (1)
My close friend loves big woman and this poem felt like it was written about him. I loved it!