8 months ago. Wednesday, May 14, 2025 at 3:54 AM
warm yet cold
Soft yet hard
the chain coils itself around my heart securing its links. Binding tight with the strength it bares.
As I sleep the ever so cold metal coils to my breasts, tempering to me. My warmth becomes its heat
the links nestle against my heart, burrowing deeply, attaching itself to me, to never be more than 32 links apart.
the flesh of softness and desire, the metal of coldness and strength , together as one
I carry the marks with devotion and grace
