She's a Cold Habit
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
Copyright © Kimmy Thieleke | Year Posted 2013
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment