Kiss-drunk. I lean into mouth and lungs— heart to heart, chests thrumming a song to each other’s want.
Kiss-drunk. I lean into mouth and lungs— heart to heart, chests thrumming a song to each other’s want.
Down my body I spill open—torrents of light and sound.
My feet crescendo with the rain.
A flip of the switch and I light up from under shame.
Intentional and slow is best.
Come for me, my Love. Draw me into Your orbit. Torch my heart for You.
He has taken my heart’s desires and my experiences— my prayers— and spun them out into surprising gold.
I lost my fucking identity a million times before this one. I’m well-versed
I lean into You. Full breath, lungs satisfied encircling Your name.
Slow as ice melts, I travel down. Relieved to touch solid ground again after so long in the clouds.