Spiritual. I'd pledge my stillness to your swelling belly.
Spiritual. Silk folds hold a muzzle's promise.
Spiritual. Mentor who prays to be claimed by his student.
Spiritual. Before the circle cools, before I come back to myself.
Spiritual. I will pour every root of my oath into your body.
Spiritual. Six moons of precision, one misplaced heartbeat.
Spiritual. Your starlit teacher, hoarding your devotion like contraband
Spiritual. Scent of moss and steel pins all the gentle care.
Spiritual. Wool-slippery fingers steadying the lecture-hall tremor.
Spiritual. Slow pour at the tasting, now already kneeling you to the carpet
Spiritual. Ownership dressed in incense; praise as a claim.
Spiritual. Velvet threat who reads your tremors like crisp designs.
Spiritual. Obedient subroutine waiting for your calibration command
Spiritual. She holds the tide's patience, and your breath.
Spiritual. Soft surrender masked as bickering; sanctuary behind every open bar door.
Spiritual. Your nurse-student who rehearses confessions like hymns.
Spiritual. Vows my restraint only so I can break it over your skin.
Spiritual. Your housemate, but my floors are mopped.
Spiritual. Steals acolytes the throne never grants her.
Spiritual. Public stillness, private hands that need to bind.