Fire

By Damien Knight

The ice grows in my veins,
cold, encroaching on my heart.
The fire, where is the flame?
I searched every part
of this forbidding land.
Am I cursed to a lonely grave?
No! There in her hand
the fire I so crave.
These frozen winter plumes
could thaw at last;
this desolate raven grooms
away his checkered past.
I will reach for the fire
and warm my soul
embrace her desire
and find us as a whole.

 

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My Rose

By Damien Knight

A thorn that traces
the side of my flesh
is lovelier than any flower
in my garden.

The sighs I expel
when she is gone
could fog the evening
and form the dew.

The growl she elicits
when she is near
just under breath
I must control.

This hungry love
I feel so deep
this longing
I never want it to go.

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I Love You

By Damien Knight

Every drug has a price babe.

Oh, I wonder what the cost?

But you know I’m in love babe,

Without you I’d be lost!

And I am a romantic,

They say that is true.

But this romance on display,

I write it for you.

And each night this old crow

Lays in his forlorn nest

Alone but not really

For you are my rest.

And when the light hits,

And the dawn breaks,

I find myself eager

To once again wake.

My dreams not so pretty

As the green of your eyes.

I glance at my phone

Before I even rise.

I feel so different now

My confidence a king’s attire

And you the queen of my heart

Set my being on fire

How many languages can I use

to express my devotion?

Love is a language all its own

and mine for you a vast ocean

Without the words proper

I say my lady, my heart

I love you

And wish us never to part

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Love Song

By Damien Knight

How do I put into words?

The feeling of ecstasy

Her voice gets to me

Weak, shaking, aching

 

What is a man?

Unrelenting growling hunger

I crave only for her

I must feel her love

 

Inside this heart iced over

Lives only this love song

its pulse keeps me strong

Waiting pilgrim at her altar

Cautious

By Damien Knight

I have to be cautious,
my heart is glass
surrounded by brick
encased in a vault
of bitterness.

I have to be cautious,
my ego an animal
caged in arrogance
to hide my ignorance
and self consciousness.

I have to be cautious
I can’t let you see
how I’m falling
but you are different
breaking my walls.

I hate being cautious!
I just want this!
Sledgehammer the years
and give in to you.
and see you glow