And so it came to pass
that on the first day of the new moon
she gave herself to the horned one
And she laughed for him
and she cried for him
and she bled for him
In his hunt for salvation
through her flesh
through her blood
through her scream
He found his deliverance
in her heart
in her soul
in her trust
in her love
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But what happens when he’s an evil man?
An irresistible man, an evil and sadistic and seductive man…
She’s doomed.
Yes, she is.
And yet, he is as lost inside her brilliance as she is doomed within his darkness.
Trust is such a thing that is fragile itself, sometimes it needs the darkness to survive
(it’s a fresh chance to live)
and there is a release
and greatness of touching
ground they are born (re)born
breath dissolves
(the sacred ritual embodied)
in his deliverance
she found a sweeping
fiery hush
Hush, girl.
“in her trust”
giving her trust… that’s the biggest risk of all.
Yes, Oatmeal Girl, but also the biggest potential reward. When a woman places her trust in a good man’s hands, that, in itself, will make him want to be a better man.
For her.
Beautiful. It reminds me of one of my favorite songs Lucifer by Blutengle