The taste of war on your lips. Fists that punch like home. The way your bones write girl before they write monster. Divinity in the hollow of your teeth. The longing in your bite that you wear with pride. The way I fall into pieces when you kiss me. Breaths shared with thorns. How I feel without commas and breaks and points in your bed. My skin lighting up in flames when you touch me. When I bloom between your thighs. That you were once my nightmare but collapsed into all my daydreams at once. The way you bounce your leg when you’re nervous. The way you stay soft even with blood behind your eyes. When your shadow spills love over my bed sheets. The act of hunger in your kisses.
A list of things Medusa loves about Athena
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