Kim V. Poetry

I want to be lost
In torrid bliss.
And found, in your arms
Of redemption.

Listening to the beat
Of your heart and it’s
Rhythm of desire.

For I have tasted
The piquant flavors of
Night, and it tastes like
Poison without you.

Your words,
Written on my soul,
Are the antidote
That brings me
Back from the glassy edge.

And makes me long
To run away with you.

Escaping someday,
To paradise.

But for now,
I’ll unwrap your love
Between breaths,
Like the gift you are.

Tis the season, after all.

©️KVP
Art: “Demon & the Moon,” Demon_Artist
Website: https://www.inprnt.com/frames/demonartist/
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Song: “Just Pretend,” Bad Omens