Poetry for Jewelry Moon 3

Poetry for Jewelry Moon 3
By Deanna Jaxine Stinson aka Wish Fire
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God's Love

God’s

Love

Was corrupt

How many

Did he want before me

And before I was

Anything or anyone

He pulled me close

Into the friction

I froze in the seduction

Of vampires

Realizing you were

The king of them all

The master of

Deception

A frozen resurrection

Your secrets are the

Worst of all

Because you let me

In

So you push me out

Frozen in doubt

For what you did

I remember everything

And that’s why I’m

Still alive, because you

Can’t face me yet

Bite

Numb from the pain
Of your piercing fangs
Because the blood that is going
From my temple
Is an antidote
For your poison
I give my heart again
To serve you
In love in your
Addiction
Superstition
Enchanted Kiss
You wanted to feel me
Destiny
Desire
The bite from the devil
So much lust
Who wanted me starving
Over control
Of ashes and dust
Who will quench the
Thirst of his darkness
For I will not turn
From the sun or the Earth
In shame
I am sure
From the passion
Is the pleasure
Of knowledge and worth
From which I gain
Forgot the path I
Took each time
Until you looked
And took a bite
To devour my soul
In obsession
& light
From which I have
Grown
Into nothing
Without love to guide me
Home

Watch

Royalty
In your light
Diamond milky
Starlight
A moon
Woven in silk
By the spiders
Who collect the
Jewels you
Hide away
And devour
Your nightmares
In midnight
Hours
While you sleep and
Keep me locked
In an angelic music box
Which plays our
eternal melody
Of destiny &
I give in
To the rhythm
and stop
Breathing
Counting seconds
On your clock
Of time and memory
While I wait for
You to explain
How you captured
Me and will not
Let me go
When you already
Know
Everything I feel
From the looks on my face
Molded into gold
And never turning old
Just returning
To the center of
Gravity
And the moments
That started everything
With truth
Eternal youth
Immortality
Possibility