My Life in Form
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Lavender Love
Continues from last episode. The bar lights were dim, humming low with the easy rhythm of a slow evening crowd. Chris sat hunched over her drink, the amber liquid catching what little light filtered through the slatted blinds. Her posture was still, unmoving, but her eyes were restless. She looked like someone trying not to drown, even in shallow water.
By My Life in Form8 months ago in Pride
Lavender Love
Early morning sunlight filters through the blinds of a pastel green and white bedroom. The room glows softly with a warm, golden hue, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. A quiet stillness fills the space. The air is thick with unspoken tension as Chris and Armani wake, each silently lost in thought.
By My Life in Form8 months ago in Pride
Lavender Love
Chris, masculine and melanated with long, rich, dark locs, sat across from her wife, Armani, who was feminine and whimsical, at the dimly lit dinner table. Chris had always been the strong and thriving one; even when faced with stress and hurt, she seemed to remain unmoved. Armani, on the other hand, had always been sweet and kind in her approach but could become steel when needed.
By My Life in Form9 months ago in Pride
Ode to a Garden
Ode to a Garden, how beautiful everything grows, moisten by the morning dew, slowly kissed by the sun and caressed by the morning air. Be witness to the beauty of a melanated rose with pedals blessed with the deepest of reds and dressed in the sharpest of thorns. She is something all yarn to pluck and uproot while those who see her worth continue to water her with love. Understanding that it would be a privilege to even mistakenly draw blood by. Those who hold her tight, aroused by the pain and greeted by lust relish in all her glory while never truly understanding her pain.
By My Life in Form10 months ago in Art
