My tissue paper heart Dissolved Under your storm -Kel Dayheart
Dance Partner Needed
I want a partner To dance with Not necessarily great at it But still willing To go out there Despite being terrible -Kel Dayheart
I’m Sure
There was a whiff of perfume on him I'm sure it's nothing There was a faint trace of lipstick under his collar I'm sure it's nothing He's late again I'm sure it's nothing He's canceled again I'm sure it's nothing I'm sure It's nothing -Kel Dayheart
Eyes Wide Open
Love is never blind You must love With eyes wide open Or you cannot love All of them -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #201
The eyes, no longer thirsty.
Branded
Press against me Hold me tight So I can feel Just how much You want me I'm addicted To your brand Of love -Kel Dayheart
Haiku #188
I cannot think when You are around sometimes I Forget how to breathe
Get Used to This
I could get used to this I could get used to this To this, to this Waking up to a crowded bed No longer with a cold side But no sides at all Gravitating to the middle I could get used to this I could get used to this To this, to this Waking up... Continue Reading →
Unhealthy Concepts
Love so deep It would be Considered Unhealthy -Kel Dayheart
Love Bites
When you bite your bottom lip I go a little mad Thinking about your teeth Worrying away at my lips At my throat At my thighs -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 