Whispers spoken after 3 a.m. Secrets shared in the gleam of the moon. The tender kiss of your lips on my shoulder. The feather-light touch of your fingertips on my thigh. I wish we could stay like this Forever. But I’ll take this celebration of two bodies binding, till the dawn. -Kim V. Poetry


The sound of the rain on the window wakes me up It’s been a long, fitful sleep. I’ve been dreaming about you again. That one night, when we shared a kiss. Firmly etched in my mind. I’ve loved you from afar, for so long. When you were in someone else’s arms. Last night I toldContinue reading “Answer”