Perhaps I’m not your type.
For I find pleasure in
Stormy nights and
Sun-drenched fantasies.
Our bodies of gold,
Intertwined,
Brimming with a
Midsummer madness.
Perhaps,
You don’t want to be worshipped.
Where I celebrate your soul,
And stimulate your mind.
Taking you to the mountaintop.
Climbing the highest heights
Of passion,
With each kiss.
Sorceress,
Temptress,
Siren.
I am all these things.
But only for you.
Because even in the darkest
Of days,
When the ocean rages,
And the sky opens up
With its wicked energy,
I know I love you.
And I would spend our
Final hellos,
Drawing you in and
Showing you this.
©️KVP
Art: “Lost in You,” Skull Heads Art By Gerrel Saunders
Contact: skullheads@gmail.com
Song: “Way Down We Go,” Kaleo
Prompts:
“Midsummer madness”
“Wicked energy”
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