Two seeds destined to grow in concert, planted together in the field of love.’ She took in a lungful of air and continued. ‘The sky cast wet buckets of dreams and desires, the roots took shape, and the leaves tangled as one. - Christina Lee
Unfurl your muscles. Slip off your skin. Drop your guts in a heap on the floor.I felt my airway constrict. Damn, this was profound. I continued. Nuzzle 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. - Christina Lee