Altars

It is all different now

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I lay your manifest beauty here beside me. Spirit and body. I feel I have to give into magic to believe in you. But I do. Yes, because you’re here. And before the altar too.

I was given the task of making me turn into flame. And here you come through the air, whipping wildly around me. All the incense in the world must ignite at once in such a fire. And I can hardly speak, only roar…