“Hello, Angel.” Seduction and primal energy, its gravelness causes my spine to shiver, my breath to quicken.
I walk to the edge of Mother Moon’s altar. “I didn’t see you.”
“You disappoint me. Have you forgotten me so soon?”
“The rain is too fresh; you are hidden under its perfume.” Mother Moon casts away the shadows.
“I do not hide.” His hand twitches into a fist; he has never heard my words.
Mother Moon is here. Her altar cries for me.
Muscles crack, groan and twist beneath my skin.I smile as screams tear his throat.