I receive
without questioning
or worrying
I receive
without questioning
or worrying
my love
pour me out
swallow me down
shadow of a bird
cast over my heart
and I knew it could steal it
and never drop me
the trees rustled and whispered
let it go
let it go even though you don’t know
let it go
A Lokean Devotional Vignette
“Do continue your thought, sweetheart.” Loki dares, flint sparking in his eyes.
“I can’t find words for this. For you. This feeling.” Tears frame my face.
“And the issue is… what?”
“It’s frustrating. I want to share. I want to preserve the experience. I need to-”
“Do nothing but receive.” His grin quirks slyly. He knows exactly how to drive me crazy.
motion unwinds
i fall inside
outside
mind
arrested
in his kiss
The Tower
lays me out
I never belonged there
He breaks my descent
it’s not over or begun,
mid sentence
His lips part with mine
tears open my eyes
An Intimate Lokean Devotional
He pulls me back flush against his chest. His warmth envelopes me.
My body heats open.
“Tonight, I’m going to hold you just like this. Try not to run.”
My ear tingles from his breath.
“Show me,” Loki urges.
My hands tremble. My back tenses. His hands brace on my shoulders as he kisses my temple. I relax into him.
Spent, I dissolve into tears. Sobs tangled deep inside me shake my body.
Grief rises. I surrender again, embracing what’s there, needing to be felt. Words leave as everything becomes feeling.
I bury my face in his chest, cool and regulating.
Relief floods me.
I look up at him
eyes the color of lime juice take me into them.
My body feels clearer, less knotted. Stilled in the afterglow, I fall fast asleep.
The dark is cooling.
The dark is peaceful.
I whisper your name
between warm teeth
wet tongue on tooth
nothing to do but fall into your love
and slide beneath your weight
I can’t come to terms with this,
it’s too much too big too marvelous
he’s worked me
cornered,
eyes wide, wonderstruck
I’m split
vertically open
splash thud
my heart
at your feet
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