Fire and Ice

Fire and Ice
(Written in 2009)

Your shade is quite grey. Mundane. Monotonous. Though your tinge of blue that sparks behind your eyes arouses my curiosity.

Come out of that monotonous prison and join my carnival. Here we feed flames. We feed Power. We feed our truths. You will dance with fire, burning up bright. Feel our red heat start to bring forth your chill.

Surrender to the power of the glacial forces you feel rising from your fingertips. Fight us. Show us your wild side. Our surreal state, our Fire, will rip your controlled mind to pieces. Join us with your ice, add your element to the cauldron.

Only then will that dusty shell crumble, leaving your blue aura behind.

Turn your back on those grey walls for your ocean behind you, mixing with our sea of flames.

Photo Taken by Luna Fyrewillow

Photo Taken by Luna Fyrewillow

Sex Storms

Content warning: Orgasm

The powerful deep vibes of thunder remind me of a deep orgasm.

Rising from the core, building to the crash. The power of the pulsing waves building within the body, leading to a crescendo of pleasure as a howl escapes from the lips towards the moon.

As storms build, they are raw, wild, and beautiful.
Growling and roaring across the sky until it comes loudly crashing, the peak of the storm. Whirlwinds of rain and wind, lighting sparking through the sky. Resounding deep sounds like the ones that emerge from deep in the core, building sexual excitement rumbles and waves until the crash. The overflowing pleasure.

Thunder vibrates through the skies like pleasure vibrates through the body.

Powerful and wonderful things.

Photo taken by Luna Fyrewillow

Photo taken by Luna Fyrewillow