As I painted your ribbon red, your eyes blazed with the fire of royalty.

I saw you in winter, expensive aura glowing, scarves woven from moonlight, snow embracing you, mist cloaking my longing stare.

I am scattering my petals of devotion for death.

The world fell in love with the way you broke me.

Let your wrath kiss me, and I had to wear it like gold.

Tear the sky open, and I shall rise from the thunder.

Rain down on me, and I would teach the earth how to sing.

Struck me with your thunder, and I will glow with your lightning.

A collection of stories dedicated to the beautiful souls I've met along the way.