A pulp of heart, lungs, and memory, reshaped as love.
Tag: erotic devotion
With Me
I only know He goes down with me and I never worry that He’ll drown.
Built Able
He unknots my wyrd. Shifts me—cleanses my web. Reminds me to smile through the tears.
Pinned by Loki
The Trickster, I give my heart all over again.
Tempt and Make
Hot is smacking up against His will for me, my own being unimaginative in comparison. Inspiration spurs me forward, or I’ll burn up in the heat of His tempt and make.
Held in His Attention
My devotion-heart, my form and soul— held in His attention.
Flame Spoke
He drinks of me—crowning Himself my King. I am ash and bone, reshaped, rooted in His furious commitment.
The Offering
Power exchange remade in Loki’s hands—my submission offered in sacred rage, met with His fire.
The Scent of Our Nature
In the sacred act of braiding, I weave my love and devotion into every strand, surrendering to the fire between us.
An Extension of His Heart
He meets me every place I think I can’t go. He holds me through.
Moonlight Spiritus 