Giant woman

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