Leia, My Love by Jabba the Hutt (A Poem from the POV of a Tatooine Gangster)

Gowned in a golden garment

Glistening

Grounded

Both beneath our second Sun.

Lady of the stars

At my proverbial feet,

Could you love a slug

Such as me?

Whose slime surpasses skin

And seeps through my success in sin?

If sand were a sea of decadent desires,

I’d renounce my name

To spare my heart

And freeze this moment in carbonite

For you fill the sarlacc sized pit

And you make this hollow Hutt

A home