Tag: goddess

Silk, Before the Severing

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.

An Error in Seeing

If I could turn back the hands of time, I would place my energy where it most needed to be.

I wouldn’t waste so much time trying to seal the deal with a structure so flimsy.

But it’s okay, thank Goddess. I still have so much to grateful for.

Open with Intent

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.