Kim V. Poetry

When my ink runs dry,
Our story will be told.

A story of violent storms
And blood-red roses.

A story of love
That’s darker than fiction.

A story of haunting notes,
And midnight melodies.

Oh, that I would spend all of my
Nights,
Listening to silver-lined lullabies
Dreaming of you.

Walking across the fiery embers of hell
To kiss your aching lips.

Oh, that I would spend all of my
Forevers,
Walking through time.

Wading across a river
Of blooming flowers
Writing our story,
Until my ink runs dry again.

©️KVP
Art: Unknown
Website: Pinterest
Song: “War of Hearts,” Ruelle
Prompts:

“Silver-lined Lullabies”
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