His cool cadence washes over me It lullabies me until I no longer hear his words And I sink into his voice To daydream and lose my inhibitions Viewing myself as someone else Making the choices that I fear to choose I am startled by a hand And I come back to see him... Continue Reading →
Another Day, Another Page
You and I Seem to be star-crossed lovers With how often We seem to join One another To etch another page -Kel Dayheart
Rarity
You are a fine delicacy That I have never had The pleasure to have And hold Such as you are, my dear -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #152
You managed to smile at me.
Haiku #139
Old school gentleman Suit and tie with pocket watch Dozen roses in hand
Up in Smoke
Burnt chocolate Is a great metaphor For my love life
Explosive
I can find no exit In this relationship
His Perfection
Sleek lines Tailored to perfection Not a hair out-of-place T's are crossed I's are dotted My god, my hands itch To reach out And blur those lines Pull of the suit Drag my hands through his hair To leave my mark On his perfection -Kel Dayheart
No Show
Crying in a public restroom Still has more dignity
Faded Stains
I leave a trail Of lipstick-stained loves In my wake
Fragment of a Figment 