The morning dew
Lay upon the ground
As we walked along the beach
His hand in mine as we talked
About life and when we did first meet
He was so sweet his gentle ways
Just captivated my soul
He said I was so beautiful
But I blushed and insisted no
Then taking both of my hands
He held them to his heart
Now look at me my sweet little dove
I say this from the heart
You are to me a beauty queen
You take my breath away
Tears just fell as he whispered love
So sweetly in my ear
My heart just went all erratic
As he kissed my tears away
Never doubt me when I say
I will always love you dear
©Kaila George 2013
Cold dead steely eyes,
Pot bellied fuck faced,
Hairy belly button,
Riding her as she screams.
Dirty sock gags,
Hands tight on her throat,
Grabbing breasts as she fights,
Scratching into my eyes,
Elastic hands ties,
Forcing her legs apart,
Smashing into her thighs,
And slapping her,
Spit into her face,
Kissing salty tears from her face,
Eyes like a dear in headlights,
Swollen puffy rag doll eyes,
Through with fucking your hips,
I force it down her throat,
Make you choke in forceful sips,
Left you crying for you daddy.
This was my love to her :(
Cold dead steely eyes,
Pot bellied fuck faced,
Hairy belly button,
Riding her as she screams.
Dirty sock gags,
Hands tight on her throat,
Grabbing breasts as she fights,
Scratching into my eyes,
Elastic hands ties,
Forcing her legs apart,
Smashing into her thighs,
And slapping her,
Spit into her face,
Kissing salty tears from her face,
Eyes like a dear in headlights,
Swollen puffy rag doll eyes,
Through with fucking your hips,
I force it down her throat,
Make you choke in forceful sips,
Left you crying for you daddy.
This was my love to her :(
Cold dead steely eyes,
Pot bellied fuck faced,
Hairy belly button,
Riding her as she screams.
Dirty sock gags,
Hands tight on her throat,
Grabbing breasts as she fights,
Scratching into my eyes,
Elastic hands ties,
Forcing her legs apart,
Smashing into her thighs,
And slapping her,
Spit into her face,
Kissing salty tears from her face,
Eyes like a dear in headlights,
Swollen puffy rag doll eyes,
Through with fucking your hips,
I force it down her throat,
Make you choke in forceful sips,
Left you crying for you daddy.
This was my love to her :(
You’ve got dirt under your fingernails
But I like it that way
Because then I know you have stories
Just like I have gum stuck to the bottom of my shoes
Floss your teeth so my heart can pretend
My lips are the first yours ever saw
And my tongue can count your teeth
Like your night-time whispers
You will strum your guitar
I will think of my father
But your hands hold no bottle
You will live to keep things clean
I will think of my mother
But you won’t yell at me
I don’t need much if I have you
Just promise me that’s okay
Love is being able to speak with your eyes while silence caresses your cheeks when you're in each other's arms-
When you finally give into vulnerability and your walls come crashing down with the sound of his whispers kissing your ears-
And even though you're consumed by fear, he takes your hands and gives you the brightest smile through the smoke.
With each passing moment, you get a step closer to realizing that all you need is a bulldozer and a little light to feel alive and accepting of every blessing love can give.
And in the end, all you have is rubble, silence, and a world of kisses in a universe bound by effortless happiness.
It may all seem grotesque, but in this world of kisses, lovers are blind to the entirety of it all, but they always seem to have enough light to acknowledge other's faces.
No need to build up the wall again.
Love feels like always and forever.
He says so.
Maybe reassurance is the very thing that collapsed the tower in the first place.
You were cruel.
Your hands were cold,
Tearing open my legs.
You liked it when I screamed.
You liked it when I cried.
Your laughter cut like diamonds.
You made me feel like trash.
You cancelled all my doubts,
With even worse doubts,
With nightmares come true.
You broke me.
You cut me.
You scarred me.
You scared me.
You ruined me.
You liked it when I plead.
You liked it when I begged.
Your laughter cut like diamonds.
A diamond in the rough way you treated me.
You broke me.
You smashed me.
You liked it when you destroyed me.
Silver scars to my fingertips,
Slits and rips all down my hips,
Mirrors broken under influence-
Because I just couldn't handle it.
I wished for hands that see
And hearts to feel
But delusions of the populous
Had mass appeal.
Their masks revealed
Every kid ever under it
Was a smoking gun
There to shoot
The son unfit.
Bloody in its love-making, heartbreak is a stoner.
Clouds and pillars, all of smoke, are cradled in my hands.
And dreams blur with reality, and what-ifs with what’s happening.
These wheels turn like poison bicycles, gears shifting in my mind.
“Baby” being whispered in the past and in my chest,
The tides are never ending, and drowning is the game.
Be careful on the sidewalk, don’t step on a crack;
Luck is to being in love as superstition is to the aftermath.
Shine my shoes and comb my hair, am I getting anywhere?
It’s hard to love yourself after that was someone else’s job.
Your silhouette is down the path and I’m still here and staring.
The clouds are green and I’m alone, rose-less with remembering thorns.
We’re rumbling like thunder, sky’s shot with purple blood,
I sing to you with roses and you murder me with guns.
I cradle smoke inside my hands, you run away with drugs,
And when lights go down and we go high, all we have is love.
Watch the time with caution, for someday this will end,
And the past is round like the clock, mistakes come back again.
Drunken bruises, holding hands, what are the words to that song?
Me and my moonstruck valentine, so numb that we belong.
We can cry in the afternoon, but when midnight comes we’ll smile,
Just pretend we don’t remember and hangout for a while.
We’ll bicycle with monsters, the ones inside our heads,
And play these games until we’re too old, or gray, buried, and dead.
