#* hera mb.

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That post about "I want polygamy to be legal to see how the divorce shakes out" except it's Hera Khera

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alright, i’ll admit it:  i hungered for you.  in the first of days, before i had words and names for things, desire crouched low in my belly and howled at the sight of you.  is that what you wanted to hear?

or do i tell you more.  about how i yearned and i ached for you.  how you made me a ravenous mouth in the shape of a girl.  are you satisfied now?

you were everything i ever wanted or knew how to want, and what i wanted, most of all, was to devour you whole.  that’s all i ever knew:  how to turn love into violence, into possession.

and like father, like daughter, i wanted to sink my teeth into you and taste your flesh on my tongue, your blood hot in my mouth.  i wanted you inside of me, the only way i knew how, in the way of old gods and black holes.

i’m not talking about love, you know.  if what i’m talking about has a name, it’s desire, the limb-breaker, and what i’m saying is that it hollowed me from the inside out and all i could do was fill myself of you to replace what i’d lost.

i wanted to put my lips to you and swallow you whole, and i know how that sounds but i was thinking of oysters.  thinking of cutting you open, cutting you loose.

even now, lying beside you, my hand cradled possessively over your chest, i hunger for your heart.

[herakhere]

𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 / 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 bold what applies to your muse, italicize what is verse dependent.

𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃.      a modern manifesto.  silver nail polish.  layers of clothes in the cold weather.  conspiracy theories.  refusing to be a part of the mass. sounds of the city.  aging but remaining youthful.  rebellion.

𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐃𝐄 𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀.      quiet evenings.  playing the strings of a guitar.  busy days in the city.  heavy coats on cold days.  burnt orange.  the lonely sound of a harmonica.  the taste of honey on the tongue.  the cold breeze greeting you in the morning. letting your hair wild.  mixing patterns.  soft fabrics.  ancient tapestry.  finding peace in a busy routine.  opaque lipstick.

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐎𝐑𝐒.      disco balls.  the thrilling bass on a song.  smiling as you walk towards the place you belong in.  loud, fun rebellion wearing fierce hats.  the wind hitting your hair locks.  leather jackets in the heat.   using fashion as a statement.  large sunglasses.  fierce haircuts.  sequin dresses.  not apologizing for your choices.  the glamour of the seventies.  wearing your party clothes to work.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐒.     dramatic violin playing in the distance.  hiding behind a coat.  walking by yourself.  being spotlight - blind.  tragic romances.  a mysterious glare.  quiet mornings. leaving the house with no make up on.  bright colors shining in the dark. the agony before a climax.

𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐄.      pumpkins.  golden chains.  band t - shirts.  the fresh feeling of modernity.  paths that will always cross, no matter what.  not being afraid of your rebel side.  a mix of colors as messy as your feelings.  oversized coats.  wearing sunglasses to avoid looking someone in the eyes.   leather.  wearing high heels with socks.  a busy day-to-day.  the will to let go of your past and the inability to do so.

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