Persephone

come. here. yes. I am talking to you. bring the flame in your eyes. and I will burn a thought into your illusive side. you will tremble. can you handle what am I? watch my mouth move. but are you ready for the words inside? like molten lava against your skin. can you take the pain that comes with one taste? will you covet to have Persephone again? the feel of subtle breathing. yours grow stronger with every heart beat. what it would feel like? to come close enough. to touch a candle when she moves soft and slow. to know the sensation. when she simmers. like a melting dance in the moonlight. can your mind dominate her beautiful rise? can your pride tolerate the yearning that follows the climb? dark tresses caressing your shoulder blade as you fall back down? do you wish to surrender like this? the way the sky collapses under rumbling thunder? tumultuous in torrential waters spreading. do you want to drench in what is foreign to you? this tingling down your spine like droplets on steamed windows. bring your vigor here. yes. I am talking to you. come. near.