a moment of bliss
together hot and cold all at once, tangled comfortably in the darkness, embraced; nestled
one
gently lost in the quiet stillness
our bodies
the covers
the sheets
an air conditioner's hum
heartbeats connected
blushed
relaxed union of body and soul awash in perfect afterglow
a fragile snowflake in time
it will have its delightful fugues but never again its precise equal
cherished
About Paisley P. Peinforte
Having successfully invaded both America and Canada from her home base in Windsor, Paisley has become horribly corrupted by the world. She hates active voice and wished to god Twitter had an edit button but is now glad to be rid of that place. Dedicated to "creating the greatest 'Ship of them all", she ponders horribly terrible, idiotic things for your amusement.
~explanation~
I'm a snarky, semi-horrible human being given to penning intentionally bad epic slashfiction involving improbable objects and individuals, with the ultimate ambition of befouling Kindle with it one day,which is ostensibly what this blog is for.
In practice, however, it tends to mainly be a circular file for my various thoughts and ideas, some whimsical and others not, in addition to my various Photoshop experiments, mainly collections of what I originally generated for Twitter but now do for Mastodon Threads Bluesky thanks to Twitter becoming a fascist hellscape.
I also have a sideproject doing art for my addition to Doctor Who fanon, Karnian Script which is a more sigil-based, witchy take on Galifreyan variants.