freyja_sun
Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2019 11:04 am
confess your sins, freyja.
that is the thing you know best.
confession.
it clashes with the next best thing you know.
concealment.
they battle in your mind, stag and coyote
paw over antler over fur over tooth
find occasional common ground to
pant
and lick wounds.
you have wants.
you have needs.
mixed company might think you're a bit
unchaste.
your immorality runs deeper than
bodies knowing each other transient.
sex is not the ultimate for you.
you consume.
your immorality is more like
bodies knowing each other eternal.
you like it, though -
knowing people eternal comes with a price
flesh for flesh.
your masochistic mind begs for more;
your sadistic eye pulls back the reins.
'one for you,
one for me.'
this is your mantra,
your code of worship.
you fear the disconnect.
the inability to feel your emotions,
to touch the minds of others.
you fear the moment you see
when they disengage from you
and no longer love you,
or know you.
you feel the disjoint between you
and the earth,
and your mind tumbles.
you and this divide, however,
are close old friends.
Detailed Character Sheet :: Freyja
Journal :: Dancing On
Play-By :: Sarah Sorceress