“Sometimes I just can’t help myself.
Retribution whispers my name like a lover
and I answer its call.”
Sometimes I just can’t help myself. It’s not just the fire in my heart or the silver in my voice slicing up into the sky like a scythe. No. That’s the desire I feel.
Retribution whispers back my name like a lover. And I cannot help myself. I answer its call. Because it knows my scent just as well as yours. And I wonder, can feel it coming? Can you feel the burn yet?
© Sarah Doughty
You will. You will.