GOD'S GROOM AND DEVIL’S DAUGHTER

GOD'S GROOM & DEVIL’S DAUGHTER In a chapel shrouded, moon's caress so slight, Stood God’s own groom, within sight, Vows exchanged in whispers, quiet & tender, With Devil's daughter, her heart not to surrender.4 His heart like a pure cloth, untainted, neatly pressed, She, in shadows wove, a fiery, unholy zest. An angel’s voice, and eyes of sinful hue, Together bound, a harmony from opposing view.8 "Submit," he preached, the word a silken chain, To tame the wild, to wash away the stain. Yet in her core, the embers blazed in mock, Defiant daughter of a darker flock.¹² He hoped to quell her spirit, fierce and wild, To mold her into saint, meek and mild. A prayer for her, to walk the path he trod, A mission to convert, for the sake of God.¹6 But she's a nocturnal creature made of night, Would bend to none, not even to his light. With a gaze that challenged, fierce and bold, She looked upon his eyes, her story told.²° No demoness born to cower or to fear, But to rise & dance, making her stance clear. Not heaven’s grace, nor hell’s own sear, Could make her yield, the line she’d draw near.²4 “Love,” she said, “is not of chains but flight, Not of blinded eyes, but of newfound sight. I shall stay beside, but not beneath, I shall match your strength for strength.²8 VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP} FORM: Rhymes Copyright ©? 23rd February 2024.