She poured it all out.
Gave him the better parts of her igniting his fire.
He was her Earth this vast monument of potential that lead her to water him-freely.
Never wanting a drought, she poured from wells hidden deep within.
The more he expanded, the frailer she became.
She was his host, giving ample nourishment to his dreams.
The more life kissed him; the more death beckoned her.
She’s faint and weak; he’s healthy and powerful.
He no longer needs his beginning, for his path has carried him to other’s strong like him.
He views her now as a burden, a weight too great to take with him.
She poured it all out!
She died; he lived for the parasite always wins.