Devourer Of Worlds Poem by Iohannes Silvaticus

He loved the world for she was in it.
She swallowed his Sun, Moon and night sky.
The only stars he saw,
Were those that twinkled in her eyes.
The only rains that fell on him,
Were her tears on his breast,
As he tried his best to mend,
Her wounded heart.
The only thing he saw with her,
Was her and everything else,
Was nothing else, lest
It should be her.
She swallowed everything.
His sea of affections could not quench her thirst.
And for all he did for her,
She swallowed his world.
But alas, to her,
The world was not enough.
So she set off to swallow
Another one's world.