White Magic Studio

Someone who thinks death is the scariest thing doesn’t know a thing about life.

You do not kill a goddess.
You open up her chest,
looking for magic
and leaving darkness instead.
You caress her skin
until the stars cut through it
from the inside,
eager to be touched as well.
You look for the universe in her eyes
and you get lost,
while she has to find you again.
You do not kill a goddess,
you do not make her less than she is,
but you lose her,
if while worshiping her
you forget that she bleeds.

I’ve been screaming for years and no one has ever heard me.