Back from the ashes 🔞

I thought that part of me was dead,
buried beneath grief and silence,
a body moving but not burning.

Now—
heat coils in me again,
low, pulsing, demanding,
slick hunger dripping down my thighs,
reminding me I am not broken.


It is raw,
it is reckless,
it is mine again.

Relief floods like release,
not just wet between my legs,
but proof I can still ache,
still shiver, still drown
in the holy fire of pleasure.

I thought desire had abandoned me.
But here I am,
moaning into the dark,
alive, feral,
reborn in the heat of my own hunger.