Love, for me, is not an emotion.
It’s a way of being.
A state of mind.
A practice.
Lust teaches me to indulge my darkness.
To play.
To have fun inside it.
Lazuli feels like forehead kisses from the Gods,
a warm star in the void.
The pattern I trust now
is coming back to myself
again and again.
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