love, ever circling integration
these were once unfinished, left behind in an earlier season of becoming. now they’ve been glazed over whole, kissed by fire and offered back to the altar of holding.
they are bolder yet still tender, sensual and erotic in it’s auric depth, formed in the simple shape of a heart not just to symbolize love but to hold, commune, yearn with the excruciating desire of being devoured in devotion …
reds are ripe with heat, desire and life force ~
obsidians are soil rich, obsessive and protective ~