In the shadows we are each other's conqueror with statuesque ambition. Verily, I proclaim the night with a tigress heart, a nocturnal awakening fertile lotus of the Nile unleashed, unfurling, her uncon conscious power aroused, she seeps through lonesome loins, hungry to devour all and plunder to be a body encumbered by a raging force that seeks its own exhaustion. Unhinged, unhindered
Laura L (she/her)
@Loloflow · 0:39
Ah, Nikay, this was so essential. And like you said, lush. I would say it's more than a little bit of lushness. Wow. What was the line? Half blind in submission to the sacred yoke of yearning. OOH. I just adored how you're exploring the darkness and feralness as holiness, perfection