Star Wars: Kylo Ren Blurb
AN: I do not write for Star Wars but this will not leave my waking thoughts. It is ethereal and the ending Kylo deserves. I wish I understood the universe better so I can write a story with it, but I don’t. I could try but it wouldn’t be good. The poem is by Catarine Hancock, from Shades of Lovers.
Imagine. Kylo and you are standing on the throne of Exegol. You're both looking over the galaxy you've conquered. He is yours. You're his. Emperor and Empress. King and Queen. He looks at you; an expression in his eyes confesses his undying love for you. The passion casts a spell on you. You've never loved this man more than you do now. The force bond you share is so strong. It pulsates around you, spreading throughout the galaxy. The First Order stands strong, undefeated. But peace is found within its rule. You are that peace. Kylo's aggressive nature is balanced with your irenic nurturing.
i would rip stars out of the sky
and slip them into your pockets.
i would pull the salt from the ocean.
pour it into a shaker just for you.
i would give you the planets
Kylo's voice echoes through your head.