we planned to destroy ourselves before any destroyed each other
I dipped in Holy water to keep the peace
You stepped into the flames to keep me warm
A good Holy mess we made
I can’t be without you, it really hurts to know how deeply we stood together in the darkness
Yet still you can’t trust me
Over a heavenly qualm
And a serious question that leads to our suffering
I want you to sneak up behind me and shower me with your love
Your routine of sarcasm in safety and security in your daily dry humor
We made an unholy request that led to Holy matrimony in demon and angelic merging
I need you, please,
Please let me back into our sweet, daring mess
Your yellow eyes haunt me forever, keeping me warm
Warm
As the flames you protected me from.
About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos,
I am Bexley by Resurgence Novels
The Half Paper Moon on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella The Job and Atonement will be published this year by JMS Books
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Comments (3)
Oh my, this was mesmerizing! "A good Holy mess we made" 😍 Some incredible lines in here. Your poetry. is. amazing! 🥹❤️
"Your routine of sarcasm in safety and security in your daily dry humor" - this reminded me somewhat of Chandler Bing. Beautiful poetry.
"Your routine of sarcasm in safety and security in your daily dry humor" Oooo, that line was my favourite! Loved your poem Merly!