Early excitement
You know what excites me? It's the clichéd little things.
It's the glistening morning dew, quenching the thirst of victorious snails, triumphant over yet another night.
It's the aroma of the petalled flowers, scenting their way through the morning, never ceasing their exuding.
It's the chirping of birds, melodiously fulfilling the idyllic demands of my morning ears.
It's the soft touch of the fire ball's rays on my prickling skin, thawing me in preparation for the day.
And finally, it's the taste of human bodies inside me, as they approach me- blissfully oblivious to the dangers I present. For I look glorious, yet I can engulf lives in the most cunning way. The choice to come inside me is yours, but the choice to stay eternally is mine.
For no one thinks nothing of the serene lakes, the inviting sea and the soothing springs.