Kim V. Poetry

Naked,
Soul bared
And vulnerable.
I long to be held
By you again.

Worshipped and
Treasured
Like pearls and
Stone,
I miss your gentle
Whispers in my ear.

Heartbreak tangled
In the sheets,
With loss
And desire,
Loving you is
Punitive and dangerous.

But no mirror
Can hold the
Reflection of your
Eyes,
Like my memories
Of you.

Because,
With my heart
In hand,
I see you through
The lens of moonlit
Memories and flames.

And I can’t stop
Dreaming about you.

©KVP
Art: Megan GLC Photography
Prompt: “Through Blacktop Memories ”
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