Kim V. Poetry

Happy Friday, my loves. 💜🖤💜 How was your week? Mine went by so incredibly fast, and I’m glad for it!

Before I go, I wanted to share my choice for the poem of the week. This piece by M. Firechild is breathtaking.

If you have not read their work yet, please do! I hope you love it as much as I do. And let me know your thoughts; I’m excited to hear them.

“His tongue maps every goosebump.
Below my chin,
Around my neck,
Twirls over the curves of my chest,
Until it sleeps over my aching lips.
Blankets of warm strokes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
His tongue tastes my lust.”

~M. Firechild

Have a great weekend, and never let them take your shine because you shine so damn bright. Take care 💜✌🏽

Love Always,
KVP