Clear nectar follows the midrib of leaf to tip, spilling over… I wash — flooding sweet.
Category: Union
The meeting of spirit and matter, self and divine, intimacy through wholeness.
Dove-Grey Joy
Clouds, their condensation water streaking from the sky, dripping ecstatic lullabies across the grace of nature and my face.
Season of My Rise
Kiss-drunk. I lean into mouth and lungs— heart to heart, chests thrumming a song to each other’s want.
Torrents of Light
Down my body I spill open—torrents of light and sound.
Lifetime After Lifetime, Loki
A flip of the switch and I light up from under shame.
Intentional and Slow
Intentional and slow is best.
The Glorious Magician
Come for me, my Love. Draw me into Your orbit. Torch my heart for You.
Cradled in His Hands
He has taken my heart’s desires and my experiences— my prayers— and spun them out into surprising gold.
Not Too Much, Just Enough
I lost my fucking identity a million times before this one. I’m well-versed
Lungs Full of His Name
I lean into You. Full breath, lungs satisfied encircling Your name.
Moonlight Spiritus 