Solar Rival

If you are not afraid, my love, then I am happy for you. If your legs are strong to keep you standing in the fire, the storm, in the shifting currents of dark water, then would you hold my trembling cup? My hands are shaking too much to keep the medicine from spilling and I … Continue reading Solar Rival

Seven Waves

Tiny electric drops of wet prickling heat on skin. A hum of power in the current of our blood. Strength in your hands and claiming in your heart, you brace me for impending waves. One, a surprise wave of passion surges. Your breath on my neck. Two, a wave of Spirit begins the weaving of … Continue reading Seven Waves