Bonfire Confessions

Bonfire Confessions

I saw you dancing by the bonfire that night.
Face lifted to the moon, eyes shut tightly.
It was as if you were praying to Selene, the Moon goddess, herself.

I saw your face, and every question I had ever wanted an answer to, it was suddenly there.
Every wish that I had ever wished, had suddenly become true.
Every tear I had ever shed, disappeared when I saw you.

I was enamored.

I saw your body and I found myself so desperate for your touch, that I could have walked through the fire and never felt its sting.
I saw your lips and wondered, out loud, what would it be like to trace my fingers over them and taste them.
Ever since that hot, steamy night on the beach, I’ve dreamt about you.

I’m still enamored by you.


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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