Standing there alone and cold, I had a feeling that I was being watched. The wind howled all around me, and my skin prickled from the chill. I had been walking in the woods for what seemed like hours. I was incredibly, indelibly lost. Somehow my hiking group and I had gotten separated. The ideaContinue reading “Before Dawn”
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Nights like this
It’s nights like this, that remind me of you. The salty taste of the ocean filling the air. The lowering sun, casting a golden glow on your skin and the slow touch of your hand on my thigh. It’s nights like this, that remind me of our first night here. Sitting around the bonfire. ListeningContinue reading “Nights like this”
Mask
There’s heartache in your eyes, my love. Peeking out from behind the mask, you so bravely wear. You hide your fears behind it. Smiling away the sadness. Laughing away the gloom. A caricature of who they want to to be. But it won’t always be like this, my love. The fear won’t always burn thisContinue reading “Mask”
Kim V. Poetry 