The tension leaves my body. I fold into His warmth.
The tension leaves my body. I fold into His warmth.
Today I am animal-holy.
I choose Him over and over again, loving my choice to be His.
He meets me where I’m at, reminds me He’s my God through love, not dominance.
Her thighs, thunderclap— Wings, a wash in starshine, silver flecks— Her planet womb, well wept.