Time gave him The walk, the words, and the wit But it was her That made him More than cheap tricks -Kel Dayheart
Behind a
Burnished Gold
I always believed She was gold Pure and simple Shining so bright That sometimes I couldn't stand To look upon her But I was wrong She was copper Just as bright But time could tarnish If care was not taken -Kel Dayheart
Prickly Looks
She had pink rose lips That bloomed into fragrant smiles But for all her loveliness Do not forget Roses have thorns -Kel Dayheart
Instinctive Alarm
The smirk on you face Is unsettling It alarms me More than I can say It says a lot about you More than you think -Kel Dayheart
Arctic Blue
He had beautiful eyes Of a bright remembrance blue But unfortunately They were like ice -Kel Dayheart
Ignorance is Bliss
With rose- tinted glasses on Flouncing through life with blinders Blind to the true world Ignorance is bliss until It's forcibly taken -Kel Dayheart
Billowing Smoke
She raises a flippant hand And flicks her ash without a care The smoke billows with every exhale Who cares for others? When you maintain your look With painted lips that smirk Around her cancer stick -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 