Poem #16: Kingdom
- mollycatlos
- Sep 21, 2022
- 1 min read
I can’t make you love me
The way I want you to love me.
I can’t make you drown in my eyes
The way I suffocate in yours.
You make me sip small breaths
Instead of the deep breathing
I employ to keep my pulse steady.
I can’t escape your mood, your energy,
Your rules, your voice.
I run from you, as fast I can
Through a forest filled with our memories.
The trees whisper your name in their branches,
The wet, grassy floor tugs me to hang close.
The sweat drips from my brow as I turn to gaze in wonder and fear at how near you really are.
You are right at my feet and a mile away.
Ye though I walk through the shadow of our death,
I shall fear no evil.
For thine is my kingdom, my power, and our glory.
Forever and ever.

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