Dark Little Gift

A need.
A thirst.
A yearning.
A gentle grip
And slow kisses.
Secrets shared
Between sighs
And moans.

I give myself to you.
A dark little gift
That seeks out your light.
You love me and my flaws.
I love you because your
Soul is beautiful.
We are matched in the
And rooted in the Underworld.

Two neglected hearts
Become one,
In an eclipse of love
And horror.

But your soft
Prayers in my ear,
And your fingertips
Trailing down my thigh
To the salvation you chase,
Makes me certain
That our wounds will be healed
By the fires of our forbidden
In the gray ashes of
Our mortal demise.

In our own little
Away from them all,
We live
We breathe
We exist
In each other’s
Dying at dawn
And dreaming
At dusk,
Ruminating over
The past
That we left behind.

So take my hand,
My beloved,
My dark Villain.
Take my hand
And dance with me
Until we die again.

ART: Unknown


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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