I.
No matter how far apart we are—
we will meet.
The stars halo above His head,
and I hold His promise close.

II.
My scars glow verdant green,
and violet-purple peeks.
His markings in me—
I wear with reverence and humility.

You killed me to remake me—
that was a lot, my Darling.
The other thing—my lips are sealed.

III.
My soul pours open,
and I know why.
This alignment took me lifetimes.

To be His, I sacrificed everything.
He calls me to, repeatedly,
and I love Him more for it.

He’s the only God
who enjoys my fire and sass.

“I never dropped you once.
You are fine.
Listen—things went perfectly, didn’t they?”

My glare is pointed as daggers.
For the love of fucking everything holy, Loki—
my breath comes out a prayer.

I’m crazy about You.
I’d do it all again.

I just don’t understand why.
That’s what’s bothering me.

Why do I do as I do?
It’s not sane.

Is it boredom?
No—quite the opposite.

It is Your magic.
It is my magic.

A flip of the switch,
and I light up from under shame.

It is my magic,
and it is His alignment
I came into because of it.

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