A stunning treasure was waiting for me.
Gold coins and multicolored jewels piled high.
It gave the appearance of endless hills.
I need only take what belongs to me.
My hands reached out and grabbed the precious gems.
I lined my pockets with hundreds of coins.
My fingers relished the metal feeling.
My eyes were lusting after the great wealth.
The coins were trembling against my hand.
I got the sense that they were resisting.
I shoved them forcefully in my pockets.
Such beautiful wealth is meant to be mine.
Soon, I got all the treasure I could hold.
I began to make my trek back to home.
The coins and jewels clinked against each other.
The sound got louder, like screaming for help.
I tightened my coat, shoved my hands in deep.
I tried to muffle the aggravation.
The sound continued to protest my works.
Each step started to get much heavier.
It was like the wealth was pulling me down.
She wouldn't let me keep her as my own.
My eyes hungered for that stunning treasure.
My mind filled with fantasies of pleasure.
Each step became slower and more rhythmic.
The jingling sounds of the coins made words.
"You can not have me. You will not have me."
Coins and gems struck me with each taken step.
I crumbled until I was on all fours.
Some of the coins rolled away, fleeing me.
I crawled after them, but more fell and fled.
"Don't go!" I screamed out as I jumped at them.
I rolled until I was where I started.
Piles of treasure heaped themselves upon me.
My breath grew heavy as they vibrated.
Every bodily inch buried in gold.
