ice kitten

He was sitting on my chest, purring.
Purring over and over again:
You are mine.
And I knew from that moment on
That I was chained to my secrets

He wasn’t going to bite me
My paralysis was sufficient
To mollify him
Into a haphazard contentment
Where he warmed me with coldest ice.

He paws me like his plaything
And then seems to disappear into the air.
Creeping back again
His pounce and swat remind me that
Freedom isn’t guaranteed with second chances

~

Remember how you give
Remember how you pray
Remember how you live
And drive your demons away
[[I see your love is bold and underlined]]


Little children, you are from God and have overcome them,

for He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.

- 1 John 4:4