He came in darkness.
No face.
No name.
Only heat.
Only breath.
I opened.
He moved through me
like tide.
Like fire.
Like something eternal.
Every touch a question.
Every pause an answer.
I saw him once.
The light revealed desire.
I lost him.
I followed anyway.
Through fire.
Through doubt.
Through hunger in my bones.
When he returned,
I was pulse.
I was heat.
I was knowing.
And we became pulse.
And we became flame.








I especially loved this one it’s like coming into you divinity ❤️
Powerfully penned, CG. Excellent write with amazing storytelling my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian