Midnight. Evening of the darkest order. Cat’s eyes and smoke that tickles as it plays shyly over bare shoulders. Waves lapping wet tongues against the shore and around and through rings of bent silver. Winter. Cold like ice that crackles with imprisoned breath. Fingers running through crow’s feathers and black wings flapping silently in the dark. Hot kisses against marble that drag sharp teeth and then shiver. Rain and ink and obsidian-colored water. Rivers spilling over stones and whispers like cooling stars. The moon that blinks once and disappears.

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