Posted in [poetry], [witchcraft & wonder]

Nyx [poem]

I was born in the nothingness before existence
not darkness
I mean I am the darkness
I rose from the chaos
to hold your world gently in my cupped hands
Gaea’s round body
blossoming with life before my eyes
she turns and I catch glimpses
of sleepy children
and wild night owls
I devour each moment like ambrosia
this is why I exist
to wrap you in my embrace
while life stutters through your lungs
until you’re breathless


bookdragon, poet, witch

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