Sculptor

I revel in what I can do to your body, in what I can make you feel. Regardless of the instrument of your experience, you will go to places that cannot be reached outside of this room. You will travel to spaces within your mind and psyche that relieve you and release you from your mundane world, refreshing your soul to return to it. The marks that are drawn across your skin that rise up to meet me, the purple pucker of subcutaneous capillaries surrendering to my ministrations, these are the road maps I outline for your reprieves. Your skin swells and ripples, hardens and churns, molded with each strike to ease your navigation to familiar lands, shadow places of mercy and peace. For all this, your sacrifice is recognized and appreciated. Let my fingers linger over the rivers and valleys, the ridges and hills I have created for you, […]