Reckon the reason why I have more drafts than actual entries now is because I am doing things that I have to do.
And not necessarily all the things that I want to.

where the goddess finally sleeps
in the lap of her lover
subdued in all her rage
and I am aglow with the taste
of the demons driven out
and happily replaced
with the presence of real love
The only one who saves.

But she the goddess,
and he apparently the one who saves.