Wrapped in Presence.
They were so blue I panicked.
Wrapped in Presence.
They were so blue I panicked.
Eyes twirling, searching for words — but my mouth, my mouth was threaded shut, stitched in the most intricate red threadwork, so delicate you could almost admire it.
They were so blue I panicked.
When he touched my hand, the nerves misfired — electric, merciless — my fingers trembling as if my body had been caught in a lie. “Help me out,” I mumbled through silk and thread, voice snagging on its own restraint.
If I bleed, let it be beautiful. If I unravel, let it set me free.
They were so blue I panicked.
The skin, drenched — not just with heat, but urgency. Fear and euphoria braided together. A drop sliding down the center of my back, slow, deliberate, impossible to ignore — like the moment itself refusing to disappear.
Photography by Spiral Patterns.
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