My lungs burn. Naked— a dare.
Category: Ash & Ember
Endings, loss, and the beauty found in ruin.
Crescents
“Mine” said in pinched red crescents.
Bones
Soft golden ivory’s kiss— Her soul laid out on a bed framed in skeleton.
Pumpkin Face
Eerie romance, three nights’ delight—when worlds lean close we kiss through candlelight.
Scent In
Scent in. Core to seed to threads to meat. Empty and fill with light.
Decadence with Intention
The pulse—finding more channels to create from.
Rust and Salt
Your warmth against my ritual feed, piping along the ridges of rust and salt, sparks a new beginning.
Honey, Golden Prayer
Honey, golden prayer, searched by sunlight and flowers.
Thresholds
There is a doorway open.
Flame's Crucible 