#kellanlux

When I am outside, I like to sit and listen. I feel the air resting on my skin & look at the distant stars, letting The All accept my fears & anxieties. I listen for its response,  which is so often “You are part of me” or “You are the universe exploring itself.” I feel both small & reassured to know that I am just a piece of the puzzle, that everything I am feeling has been felt before, that all of the truths & hurts & fears are just parts of an overarching theme. It feels like being held by a mother or communing with god & all this just from looking at the stars.

Being close to you- the most natural feeling I have ever felt.

Tonight you kissed me & the flowers in my heart started blooming.

To the great nothingness that exists outside of ever having been seen by anyone at all?

Just let me be known for flying so high I touched the sun.

My golden headed darling, you have the unassuming posture of the gods. It all comes so natural to you, every moment you make is graceful & decisive. I can’t help but watch you, but then again the whole world is watching you. It has been said that you alone could win this war & I can almost hear their thoughts- Who is this man so special that a god would choose to love him? My lion, I am nothing but I will follow you to the grave and beyond.

I want your velvet lips to kiss me like you want to devour me. I want to feel your strong hands exploring my body until we become lost in desire, lost in the feeling of your flesh against my flesh & the overwhelming pleasure of touch.

(& she won’t speak of that bloodied man or any of the other horrors she has seen, not that anyone would want to hear them.)