Kim V. Poetry

His love is a healing salve,
A trace of peace,
A divine wonder
To a broken mind.

His ghostly grip,
Forged from flame,
Has a hold on her beating heart,
Like a pernicious poison
Coursing through her soul.

She may be haunted by the past
But he is a welcome sight,
Like shooting stars
In the evening time.
Like a rose
Germinating in the soil.

But their love is not
A dream that is
Weightless and untethered.

Not swept away by fate.

No.

Their love is rooted
In the dark,
Blossoming and blooming
To eternity and forever after.

Their love transcends
The darkest nights,
The silent starlit skies,
When the nightmares
Threaten to pull them under.

And she’ll wait for him,
At the edge of the shore,
To guide him back to her.

And love him until sunrise,
Until he disappears under
The waves again.

©️KVP
Art Website: https://www.etsy.com/shop/FantasyDownload
Song: “Nothing Else Matters,” Phoebe Bridgers

Prompts:
“divine wonder”
“pernicious poison”
“haunted by the past”
“weightless and untethered”

“swept away by fate”
“forged from flame”
“silent starlit skies” #sgreggprompts @sgreggwrites