Kim V. Poetry

The darkness of the room,
settles in over my body.
The coolness of your touch,
Spreads goosebumps along
My skin.
I catch my breath.

I feel you, before I see you.
I hear you, before I kiss you.

There’s something between us.
It’s dark and lethal.
It’s primal and dangerous.
It’s a nightmare wrapped up
In a fantasy.

Finally, your lips crush
Against mine, and they
Tasted like chaos and dark magic.
I need more.

It’s an addiction, I know.
An addiction that I’m
Unwilling to break.
A poison pill, worth dying for.