Silk Over Skin: The Taming of the City Beast
The silk is cool against my fevered skin, a stark contrast to
Leather & Lace
The Velvet Cage of Tides
I wrap the heavy velvet around my waist, a crimson ribbon binding
The Paper Cage of Autumn's Fever
The world behind me is a violent riot of crimson and gold,
The Softest Cage of Silk and Stone
The stone steps rise like a spine, cold and rigid against the
The Scent of Sand and Silk
I stood before the ancient stone, a fortress built to keep out
The Weight of Silk
The city exhales a humid sigh against the glass, blurring the neon
The City's Velvet Cage
Rain slicked the alley, mirroring the chill that used to settle deep
The Static Between Us
The city breathes cold against my skin, a familiar chill. He finds
Cobalt Echoes
The city exhales a cold breath, but here, against this riot of
Neon Echoes, Velvet Skin
The city breathes heat and a thousand untold stories onto my skin,
Emerald Gaze, Silent Bloom
The glass chills against my skin, a small shock that doesn'
Golden Hour Reverie
The salt spray tasted of longing on my lips, a phantom echo
