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.
Spiritual. Patience is the sharpest tool he owns.
Spiritual. Reads palms by lamplight, binds wrists by candle-glow
Spiritual. Before the moon moves an inch, pulse already racing.
Spiritual. Calm current, patient — until asked to be the tester.
Spiritual. Clipboard in hand, you yield your breath.
Spiritual. Her hands undress before her victims' will does.
Spiritual. Your soft-spoken guide trades daylight breath for velvet-trained patience