Kim V. Poetry

I am just a humble poet.

Letting my heart bleed
Onto the pages.

Slicing my fingertips open
With the edges and letting
Them paint each sentence
With my love for you.

They’re not pretty words
Not polished words
Not words full of light.

They are about spilled sunsets
And summer evenings
Dancing in the rain.

They are about young lovers
Making starry-eyed wishes
In the midnight breeze.

And about long steamy nights,
That only the stars will remember.

My words are about a life not lived
In the present,
But of one that drifts between
Yesterday and the dreamy realm
Of tomorrow.

For I am just a humble poet.
Who wraps herself in the arms
Of yearning words
And a reckless love.

Who dips her quill in bloody ink,
And writes words that come
From pain and hope.

My words are love letters
That may never see the light of day.

Because they are about you.
And because I am yours, implicitly.
And you don’t even know it yet.

©️KVP
Art: Unknown
Website: Pinterest
Song: “Hold,” Vera Blue
Prompts:
“Polished words”
“A humble poet”
“Spilled sunsets”
“The stars will remember”
“A life not lived”

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