by Ryan P. Kinney and Dawn Richardson
Created from prompts by J.M. Romig, Dawn Richardson, and Ryan P. Kinney
She loves him like a fire,
Enveloping, holding, and caressing the wood,
While slowly consuming every part of him
Shaking off clothes like the leaves in autumn
Their bodies exposed,
Changing from a wan pallor
To a flushed crimson hue
Their bodies burn,
Breathe drifts like smoke into the skyline
The mountains **** their horizons
The dragon flies and dragonflies in the dusking night
The snow blanketed world deadens the sound of his beating heart
Her tide slowly recedes into him
The delicate wax of his heart melts under her fury
She swallows his cries
Babies sleep soundly
Created at the Winter Writing Workshop (Dec. 27, 2015),
HEYMAN! Productions
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 9:09 PM UTC
by Ryan P. Kinney and Dawn Richardson
Created from prompts by J.M. Romig, Dawn Richardson, and Ryan P. Kinney
She loves him like a fire,
Enveloping, holding, and caressing the wood,
While slowly consuming every part of him
Shaking off clothes like the leaves in autumn
Their bodies exposed,
Changing from a wan pallor
To a flushed crimson hue
Their bodies burn,
Breathe drifts like smoke into the skyline
The mountains **** their horizons
The dragon flies and dragonflies in the dusking night
The snow blanketed world deadens the sound of his beating heart
Her tide slowly recedes into him
The delicate wax of his heart melts under her fury
She swallows his cries
Babies sleep soundly
Created at the Winter Writing Workshop (Dec. 27, 2015),
HEYMAN! Productions
