Scorpio rising.

Leila Raven Post in General
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frission, unending
spiralling buzzing dancing sensation
vibrating.

For moments I think I’m still
silent, calm, meditation.
but realize the truth of it…
momentarily desensitized to the
constant
hum.

It’s still there
jiggling at my insides,
fluid
ripples on the pond
cascading, slipping, shivering.
hot, cold.

It’s a taste,
how can it be a taste
a frission, a soul shiver…
what’s the flavour of that?!

But it’s there, in my mouth
heavy, and ache,
a taste that’s an ache
a smell, just out of reach.
a motion, that’s still.
Something almost, nothing.

subtle, intense.

You brought it with you.
When you came here.
it hasn’t left me…
whatever it is.

hungry with the not-hunger
thirsty with the not-thirst

Wanting to be satisfied
no
that’s a lie.
wanting to yearn.
wanting to vibrate.
wanting the frission.

Build it, feed it, slake it, fuel it.
the more you feed it, the hungrier it becomes.
it’s fire.

You’ve lit a flame, in a gemini
I’m a temple of air.
you’ve ignited my scorpio
somehow

Thats what it is
hungry ascendant
never before fully roused and woken
now stirs
black carapaced
sting
claws
sharp
and starved
burning.
vibrating.
animal.

frission.

my ascendant now… scorpio… rising.

you’ve awoken it, a beast.

you’ve lit a fire… in a temple of air… it may burn for ever there.
explosive.

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