is just a girl who hasn't had the fire fucked out of her yet"
Heart sway to the beat of Celtic Hips
you open bloodshot eyes to the cavalcade of Goddesses
that grace you with their presence
This hair is fire
my skin the whiteburn of ancient roots
Eyes the blue of grey rivers reflecting the moon
There is no in between
when you are the birth of elements.
If I am just the burning embers of a fire that hasn't been fucked out
follow my heat into the darkness
where many have tried before you