He felt like taking small sips of coffee in silence over crazy days.
Haiku #115
She and he and they Are not defined by pretty Physical trappings
Reverie
You were a pipe dream I never thought Was really feasible You were just a dream To daydream over Not someone to win I never thought of you In actuality Until I did Until we did -Kel Dayheart
Hoping for Purpose
We are Lost In this world From the moment We are Born To the moment Of death We are Not Going to stop Without a fight -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 