How many have you
Awakened with call?
Are we to burst
Through shells
Scrambling over each other
In heated frenzy to reach you
And throw our fealty
At your kissable feet
Fighting and bickering to
See who is most worthy?
Well I will not compete
But observe from afar
Sobbing and writhing
In dreams set on fire
I know my own worth now
You’ve grown your own too
I wish I could reach you
And cast off those fools
But a goddess is more
Than a supplicant vore
Even though my fangs
Want to consume you
