Breath For A Fiend

Inhale exhale bloom

your whispers exhort.

Transfixed my vision

your words support.

I see phantom’s night

pass by a soft exhale;

freedom exudes in me

I no longer am in jail.

Imprisoned by doubt

by an uncertain notion

that is remedied by

elixir that’s your potion.

Your warmth a drug,

that my heart pumps,

in my veins to brain

my heart now thumps.

I’m just man a sinner

such as I’ve witnessed

in the mirror I a sinner

set free by forgiveness.

Breathe over me see

I a pompous fiend do

see a pardon for sin

exude in breath of you.

I am who I am in part

made in magic breathed

by your words flow so

my wretched self is free.

5 Comments Add yours

  1. Katherine says:

    That is so nice and cute! 😊❤

    Liked by 1 person

  2. kristianw84 says:

    😍😍 Yep, still reminds me of Christopher Poindexter. So flippin’ beautiful Winchester! Gives me heart squeezes.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Well thanks so flippin’ much Weigman.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. kristianw84 says:

        Hahaha! You’re welcome!

        Liked by 1 person

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