naugh-t:

Heavy is the heart that is hollow, 

Whose pain can saturate even the most avaricious void. 

O Galadrielic collapsar, 

Ecstatic in its beauty, 

Horrific in its devastation,
Starving on a promised feast 

Of a capture savoured like a caged flightless bird. 

Give wings to your prey,

And lend it you strength. 

Assure its willing surrender,

Irrevocably, 

Embracing its soul with the lullabye of beasts.

@exhaustedbeauty