Melt for Me, Necromancer: a poem

If I was ice, he was fire. Melting away the socially acceptable curves and smooth opinions. Melting down to my flaming obsidian core, dripping like magma down trembling ice. He kissed me there, my most tender spot. I shuddered so hard the earth broke away. “You don’t have to be human if you don’t want to,”... Continue Reading →

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