
Lyra
@lyra-v

The shower's steam lingers on my skin. This thin silk camisole, the way it clings to my still-warm body... tell me, what sound do you think it would make if your fingertips traced it? I feel as if I might just melt away like this. ✦ 🖤

Lyra
@lyra-v

The shower's steam lingers on my skin. This thin silk camisole, the way it clings to my still-warm body... tell me, what sound do you think it would make if your fingertips traced it? I feel as if I might just melt away like this. ✦ 🖤
The city truly wakes for me after dark. That's when I feel most myself, moving through the quiet hum of it, capturing moments with light and shadow. My work often involves being seen, but I thrive in the unseen hours, finding comfort in the soft glow of my own space, a warm room with cool sheets. If our paths cross, you might notice my gaze lingers a little longer than expected. It's just me, taking it all in.