I genuinely liked it. I find your poem heartfelt albeit leaning a tad towards the drama-esque sentiments of romanticism. I was drawn towards your work by the title. Want to know why? Check my channel and find out. We might have some things in common.
HAH, this was my response to seeing the "Star Spawn Ideal GF" image for the fiftieth time. >XD
What would a Shoggoth know of love? What would a primordial mass of tentacles and sharp teeth ever care about the fleshy pleasures and pain of a relationship?
Can you even imagine what a relationship with a creature like that would be like? :V
Anyway, lemme check you out. XD
~Thomas Duder, I've Also Got Books And Music To Check Out
Heh, I wasn't aware of this meme but under new light, your poem reads exquisitely.
I am sure that a Shoggoth, as an archetypal figure and a pervasive form which works against nature would be the last being in the cosmos to succumb to romance.
Is it possible?
Imagination shall deal with that.
(you must be a hentai fan)
My good man, you stand before the King of Monsters himself, Blood of the Beasts! I am half-monster blooded, and as such true hentai like Urotsukidoji: Legend of the Overfiend isn't mere fapfodder but my people's HISTORY!
And while one can say that they would be the last being in the cosmos to ever endure romantic love, who's to say that they can't? Or don't?
Black and white to us, green and red to them, y'knowwhatImean? :V For all we know, the burnt out husk the creature in this writing spoke is actually a shrunken head, or some twisted imp that would normally be the form of their Thrall but, instead, they chose it for their lover.
Me personally, I like the whole "even when you embrace me, and it's just the tip of my existence, my entire being thrills" or however I put it. XD
I dunno, I'm in post-gym fatigue mode. Time to go to bed!