Kim V. Poetry

Shape me
And mold me
In the way that I should go.

Forge me with the rays of light
From a golden morning
And the tendrils of flame
From an unholy fire.

And don’t make me wait.

For I am hungry.

Ravenous with deep cravings
Of you.

For tonight,
The fatal lip whispers,
The mystic chants
And murmurs of you,
Have me dizzy,
Drunk off of your precious words.

And I am no longer afraid.

I no longer run from it.
The passion that burns inside.

Because I’ve felt it peek at me
From the shadows.

Longing,
Hoping,
Seeking silence
In the lonely dark.

But you have brought me
To my knees.

My dark savior.
The predator that lurks.

And for you,
I will lie down like the lamb.

Because it is hunting time
And I want to be saved.

©️KVP
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Song: “Seven Devils,” Florence & the Machine