Christina Lee

Two seeds destined to grow in concert, planted together in the field of love.__ She took in a lungful of air and continued. ___he sky cast wet buckets of dreams and desires, the roots took shape, and the leaves tangled as one.

Unfurl your muscles. Slip off your skin. Drop your guts in a heap on the floor.__ felt my airway constrict. Damn, this was profound. I continued. __uzzle inside the hollow of my bones. Let our breaths mingle as one. Turn liquid for me. Only for me. Bury your essence inside of my soul.