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

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

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 →

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

Listen Close

In love We need to listen To our hearts Not our minds Even if the mind yells Listen closely To hear the whispers Your heart is trying so hard For you to hear -Kel Dayheart

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