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 SHE   WALKS   IN   SPRING.      wilful   sacrifice   to   the   wolves,   she’ll   peel   away   sheep’s   skin   and   bare   her   throat   instead.   YOU,   BEAUTIFUL   SOLILOQUY   !!   chaos   touches   porcelain,   tongues   of   fire   wrapped   around   ankles,   and   still   she   stands   ———   and   still   she   boils   the   air   she   touches.   like   glimmering,   beautiful   stars,   her   warmth   is   only   perceived,   and   not   felt.   few   are   those   worthy   of   such   delight.   lashes   flutter   in   languid   affection   ‘pon   the   approach,   unafraid   to   shatter   in   the   presence   of   the   divine         (   ARE   YOU   NOT   MARBLE   ??   ARE   YOU   NOT   CELESTIAL   ??   )         until   she   is   close   enough   to   run   her   fingers   down   a   bare   arm.   both   hands   wrap   around   one   of   elektra’s   hands,   bringing   it   up   to   press   it   against   her   own   cheek,   careful   not   to   snag   at   her   flesh   with   the   edge   of   her   smile.         “   i   heard   word   you   were   in   quite   the   mood   today,   my   love.   ”

FEW  KNOW  THE  GLORY  OF  STARLIGHT.     touch the whitehot stars with fingertips,     knowing  ,  intimately  ,    the feeling of heaven beneath hands.  but she is of the priveleged souls who know.    who trail their hands as if through celestial water.     the perfume arrives before she does.   freshly blossomed roses,  hint of belladonna.     hands explore the expanse of her arm,      find her hands and takes them as her own.     presses them to the supple tenderness of her cheeks which are round and flushed with a grin.      how you poison me,  inflict me with desires.     they all see you as bright and shining,  my queen,    but i see the edge of your executioner’s axe.    i see the secrets in you,   your blazing rage.     you make it beautiful to me.   

“ MOOD  ,     ah.    THAT  IS  THE  WORD  FOR  IT. ”            she traces her lover’s cheek,  draws her fingertips across those painted lips.  smears her skin with the berries tint.            “ the chancellor has a sharp tongue on him.      i merely gave him a warning.     learn to control its wagging, or i’d be taking it for safekeeping. ”     she still remembers the way his eyes bulged,  how he at once became a worm to her.   ripe and wriggling beneath the weight of her gaze.

“ do not worry, i haven’t threatened anyone else. ”  

𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘙𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘈 𝘚𝘓𝘖𝘞 𝘌𝘟𝘏𝘈𝘓𝘌,  frame taut with unspoken tension.  guise cleverly cloaked with a kiss of rouge–  a gaping wound trying to heal,  varying shades of gray speckled with sanguine / onward to claim her vengeance.  gloved digits remove hood,  and a small smile is offered to wraith.  pre-determined meeting place shrouded in evenings shroud. 

❝  I WASN’T SURE IF I WOULD MAKE IT,  sorry to keep you waiting.  ❞

“ YOUR FIRST LESSON FROM ME COULD BE PUNCTUALITY . ”           it is a gentle teasing she offers,  standing from her kneeled state..       -   she had sat in waiting, brewing over what the lesson plan truly would be.   oh,  she knew all the basics already.   but perhaps elektra could advance them further,  make her limbs faster in their delivery to bone and flesh.       “ busy night  ?      if you prefer the company of others, you could go home.  i’d hate to know i’m not going to be the only one you’ve fought tonight. ”     

the morning light catches in her hair,  warms her cheeks to gold.      the sigh that leaves her lips is a breath of eros.    wrapping arms around a lover’s waist,  her morning sun pulled within an embrace.    she nuzzles the base of a neck,  leaves trails of kisses to the down of her hairline.          you lovely celestial.       i have caught in my arms, the sun itself.   & she kisses me unprompted, as if my mouth does not hide a monster’s teeth.   as if i do not taste of blood,  and yet,   something sweet even still.      

“ ah,  ah.  you cannot just steal a kiss and run away.     ”            she signs into the woman’s skin, hiding the coyness that shines in the warmth of her eyes.  splays her lovers palms and allows her fingers to speak those words.            “ you know i am too greedy for just one kiss,        i like yours far too much. ”