walktalkwritethinklaughfightlove.

"Like you, Parvati, I long for wild fire love. The kind that goes amok
across the Himalayas, over the Deccan plateau. The kind that boils
dry all the water in the Bay of Bengal and the Arabian Sea ...
And like you, I feel my tiger all the time. My lips are hungry.
All the time. Fire leaps in my jugular. All the time. I am hungry.
I am ready. '
Ready to walktalkwritethinklaughfightlove in a fire storm way."

- Firewife