Lucifer is the crisp sound of taking a bite into an apple
Lucifer is the smooth feeling of horse hairs sliding across the strings of a violin
Lucifer is the warm glow of sunlight on your face during golden hour
Lucifer is crawling into bed into your lover’s embrace at the end of a long day
Lucifer is glancing at a clock and realizing you stayed up too late indulged in research
Lucifer is the clenching of your fist at injustice
Lucifer is the flap of a bird’s wings as if takes off
Lucifer is the musty scent of an old local library
Lucifer is the squeak of a marker against a poster board meant for a protest
Lucifer is a warm mug of hot chocolate on a snowy morning
Lucifer is the pop of the cork of a bottle of fine red wine
Lucifer is the feeling of pride after speaking up for yourself
Lucifer is the soft click of a chess piece hitting a checkered board
Lucifer is the way light reflects off of the iridescent sheen of a peacock’s feathers
Lucifer is that subtle gasp when something finally makes sense
Lucifer is your sleepy eyes adjusting to the light of a sunrise
Lucifer is the reverberating in your chest during a low chuckle
Lucifer is feeling that you are loved unconditionally










