He kneels before her,
In saintly servitude.
His Goddess of Rising Rain
And star shine.
His huntress,
With her sling of arrows.
His fallen angel with
A devil’s wish on her lips.
For she has him spellbound,
Dreaming in darkness.
Sculpting his sin out of a scarred sunset
And carnal rage.
Taking his inner heat
And transforming it
Into a white light of peace.
For he has known none
His whole life.
Until her.
She, his midnight visions of
True love.
She, the muse of his mosaic mind.
She, who canes his flesh
With moon kisses.
And licks his wounds
With her words.
©️KVP
Art: Tonmathe
Website: Pinterest/Midjourney
Song: “Crush-Stripped,” Ethel Cain
Prompt:
“Scarred Sunset”
“Mosaic Mind”
“Dreaming in Darkness”@altpoetryprompts #altpoetryprompts






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