For the lovers ❤️ 💕 💗
For the lovers ❤️ 💕 💗
A shade nocturnal in the midnight court.
Obsidian chains making sinister music as the procession approaches from the rear.
After issuing countless condemnations, she grows bored.
Finally, her eyes gently close as she drifts into picturesque reverie.
With the use of heightened pattern recognition overtime you come to desire a different kind of chemistry, one that doesn’t buzz and hum with mystery and excitement, but instead, seems almost boring in it’s steadiness and calm.
That’s the kind of chemistry that builds a true connection, not one based in fantasy.
For me, our metaphors feel natural, even intimate. Psychological metaphors are how I signal confidence without collapse.
Many may enjoy the glow of the fire, without being able to tolerate the gravity.
Back up from the fire, if you don’t want to get burned.
2025 Recap
This is not a poem written from longing, rage, or collapse. It is written from post withdrawal clarity. No longer negotiating reality. The self has become the reference point again.
The quiet power here is not dominance it’s non-engagement without collapse.