Trim the Vine

Trim the Vine
by Courtney Nelms

Trim the vine, bleed the vein
All this time, thought I was tame
Break me down, build me up
Stop the pain and fill the cup
Dig into flesh, deeper than deep
We’re starting fresh, and I can’t sleep
Out of my control and into yours
Salt in the wounds, picking at sores
Til you bleed me drier than dry
And I am emptied with a sigh
Fill me back up, blood to wine
Vines entwined with my spine
I am aglow, you are divine