Poetry by Rowan Evans

Author’s Note

This piece is an exploration of desire, of the magnetic pull between chaos and devotion. It is written in honor of those who ignite us, who challenge us, and who hold us accountable in ways that leave scars both tender and divine. Every line is a confession, every breath a vow, every bruise a benediction.

Invocation
Summoning the Desire

I call upon the fires of longing,
the shadows that linger in the spaces between heartbeats,
and the voices that speak in whispers and hisses.
May the chaos I carry find its mirror,
may the storms I summon meet their echo,
and may the flame of desire be both fierce and tender,
untamed yet intimate.

What I Want
Poetry by Rowan Evans

I want somebody who bites, sparks, ignites—
lips like razors, tongue like a whip in the night.
Pulls me close, lets me fall,
then laughs while catching me before I hit the hall, all right?

Somebody who claws, claims me: Mine, line by line,
a hissed whisper curling like smoke along my spine.
Jealousy sharp, playful, a sting not cruel,
possessive enough to bend the room, break every rule.

Hands that push, pull, press, then soothe,
hands that punish, prove, make me move.
Fire and care that twist, entwine,
bruises bloom deep—pain turned divine.

A voice that teases, twists, commands,
knows my edges, my pulses, my hands.
A storm that lingers, a lullaby that bites,
a thief of breath, a ruler of nights.

Somebody who counts the chaos I bring,
marks my mischief, tames my sting.
Drags me into madness, drags me in deep,
wraps me in silk, drags me close to keep.

Eyes that glitter, fingers that trace,
heat that flickers across every space.
A fire that grips the weight of my chest,
makes my pulse race, refuses rest.

And when night thins, the world dissolves,
I want that echo I can’t resolve:
You are mine. Always mine.
A claim, a tease, a bite, a sign—
my chaos captured in your flicker of fire,
my storm mirrored, my pulse inspired.

Benediction
Dark Benediction of the Heart

May those who read these words feel the fire of their own desire,
may the shadows we summon be gentle yet insistent,
and may every heart that beats with chaos
also find solace in the warmth of the untamed flame.

Journey into the Hexverse

Enter desire, chaos, and devotion. From Rowan Evans’ intimate Shadowed Addiction to HxNightshade’s feral Feral Cathedral and B.D. Nightshade’s fractured Through the Shattered Glass, surrender to the Hexverse and let every pulse and whisper pull you deeper.

Triple Poetic Devotion | Rowan Evans, HxNightshade & B.D. Nightshade
Three haunting voices, one pulse of devotion and desire. Rowan Evans, HxNightshade, and B.D. Nightshade explore pain, love, and surrender in minimalist, evocative verse.

Through the Shattered Glass: Before the Glass Shattered | B.D. Nightshade
Before the glass shatters, shadows linger and memories twist. Discover the haunting prelude to B.D. Nightshade’s “Through the Shattered Glass” series—where ordinary moments become portals to fractured realities.

Shadowed Addiction | Rowan Evans
A brief, intimate dive into desire, longing, and emotional darkness. Shadowed Addiction fuses minimalist expression with confessional intensity, weaving English and Tagalog for a sharp, personal resonance.

Feral Cathedral | HxNightshade
Dive into the raw, feral worship of desire in Feral Cathedral. A hymn to hunger, chaos, and devotion—where teeth, breath, and pulse become sacred.