Tongue sopping in ecstasy, throat slick, lungs emit— glistening, liberated inauguration.
Category: Ash & Ember
Endings, loss, and the beauty found in ruin.
Fear
That searing knife cuts straight to the core of it—facing truth from the belly of grief and shadows deepens us.
Cup of Fire
The elements I need to burn bright my soul.
After the Ashes
The Divine seed takes root, flourishing, thriving possibility, hope.
Crackle, My Love
Entrance my soul from sleep into being.
Crimson Lip
Fire reaches temperature just above my ears.
Lanterns a Blur
The dark, once thought empty, brightens—lanterns a blur, softened exquisite.
Truth Be Told
Words in volumes of flame burned from their hearts.
In Each Other’s Orbit
We turn a fiery grave into God loving star.
Afterheat
Embarrassment raws my cheeks. Head down— not too proud.
Flame's Crucible 