from Sue Vincent
Tag: Soul
Into the Fire
from Rose, the Poet Rummager
Illustration by Ted Giffin
I’m seeing you tonight.
It isn’t my heart I worry about
or its thump, thump, thump
and its skips.
Nor is it my mouth
which talks far too much
and longs to whisper things
you shouldn’t hear.
I’m worried about my horns.
Have I polished them enough?
Can they be seen through my hair?
Are they sharp and tough
to pierce through your armor?
I’ll invade your guarded soul
and revel in its capture.
In my bed,
I’ll keep you satiated
in your defeat,
my most prized prisoner,
eternally chained to me.
***My poem was inspired by a fun conversation I had with Seeing the Whisper.***
Daily Kind Quote
from Erika Kind
Daily Kind Quote
from Erika Kind