Papers sprawl and the words etched into them spin beneath

Daniela’s heart thundered in her chest, pumping hard to send

Not enough. Never enough. The words echo, each syllable slips

Rough with calluses, his hands are gentle while painting my

Slender as spider’s legs and dark as the night sky,

Her anger swells in the air around us, enough that

Glaring red lights flash as a signal sounds. Stuck in

Thin silver slips between flesh, each centimeter becoming coated in

Inky darkness stares him in the face as he bides

Eileithyia, a rambunctious woman even at over a hundred years

My skin ripples, a silent breeze of foreboding tickles the

It surges through her soul. Each thunderous thread of base

Lovers entwined, their bodies twisted together in a way which

Delicate as the wings of a butterfly, her fingers float