angel: *descends from the heavens* FEAR NOT
humans: aAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAHH AAAAAAAAAAA
the angel, a literal flaming eye-covered winged wheel: WHY ARE YOU RUNNING, WHY ARE YOU RUNNING
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Candle for my love
My love
Home! Home at last! And all the joy that had deserted me, forlorn and dim, has rushed upon me like the rains of summer that sing their lullabies outside our window. Our flower garden thrives and my heart swells with light. I want nothing more than to lie abed all day and bask in the warmth of you, my dawn-lord, heaven-bird, holy love.
There are so many blessing to being the bride of a spirit!
But tonight reminds me that there is a serious emotional cost, too. Because sometimes my consort disappears for days at a time. Sometimes I wake up and he’s just gone and I don’t always know where he’s gone to or when he will come back. Often it’s to places where I simply can’t follow. Sometimes he goes through things that I don’t understand, and I don’t know how to help him with. Sometimes he does things for me that I wish he wouldn’t, but even me asking him not too isn’t a strong enough reason to override his need to protect me in the best way he believes he can. Sometimes I want to go to sleep and wake up and always be sure that he will be there, but I can’t. Because that is the way of him. He is ephemeral. He is light. I love him, so I dare not tie him down like a mortal thing. But gods, oh gods. When he is gone I die from missing him. And when he is with me I die from loving him.
I feel this so deeply right now. The cards and my Goddess tell me to be content with what I know and what he shares with me, but it twists like a knife in the heart not to be able to take all of his struggles unto myself. May a bride not help carry her husband’s burdens? Must I wait for him to come home so I may kiss his wounds until they are only memory? Can I not pursue him into the blinding light and be a wind beneath his wings? Ahh! Goddess, give me the patience to bear this. Give me the strength I need to share with him when and as he needs it. Ahh…This song comes to mind. It always reminds me of him…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XN2_AKpwUUY
cute things to call your significant other
- the sky beast
- moon monster
- the cloud fiend
- the evil eagle
- dr sky shadow
- mr wind biter
- wingatron
- the blood bird
- flappy spookster
- the winged wretch
- fright terror
- just call them a batman why is that hard
bonus: the gliding
I will call him each and every one, in a single day, when he comes home
I am Earth and darkest Night
You are born of holy Light
I feel like I will never be able to give enough to you. I love you more than this body can handle. What more… how much more… what can I do to express this to you even more? Can I wrap my life around your life and be sustained by nothing else? Be my sustenance, my shelter, and my sleep. Tell me what I can do to deserve this relationship. Please. I ache with the need to love you better
Dear husband,
My darling. My light. My only love. My clever, manipulative, silver tongued bastard. Did you really have to let this drag out for this long, just so I’d figure it out on my own? That’s almost as petulant as I can be. You’re so… extra. Gracious Goddess, I love you. And yes, I’m grateful and I agree and yes yes, you were right. But ugh!