Descent

Despite my misgivings Or maybe because of them I find myself falling For you For your lies As you say Just what I need -Kel Dayheart

Brittle

He had a jaw line That could cut glass And she, the poor dear, Had a glass heart -Kel Dayheart

Summer Sunset #615

All she left Was a lipstick stain On his cheek As she walked away After one perfect Moment -Kel Dayheart *Title is the name of a lipstick, in case you were wondering.

Rendezvous

Let's rendezvous Unabashed in our desire Scandalize the masses With our wicked, sinful passion Giving into compulsion -Kel Dayheart

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