I have never imagined you to be tainted
Unlike the others I have loved,
You have shown me smooth skin, taught me unknown freckles
Braving through the borders of my curves,
Slicing through the doubts
My arms are a fountain of glorious wonders, and I will share my hands
If you promise to always interlock them with yours
I will return the favour and forever promise to kiss you inside out
Only the light you carry when it dims the dark
I may colour you blue some days, but you will be at to be strong enough to show me I’m wrong
Sometimes the rivers will feel like oceans, and the hill mounds like Everest
But diligently and gracefully we will swim, climb even crawl If that’s what it takes
Conquer all but conquer none, whatever the path it will stretch and wind in front of us with everlasting gold plates of experience
Truth be told The wind at my back feel more like kisses than daggers lately
And I have never pictured love to have such a kind smile
I never knew love What have curls around his ears
Or rough hands that would wrap around me with an a brace that can only be described as home
But I know now that love carries the weight of me
And it is just
And it is right
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 12:50 AM UTC
Last night love transformed
Into a grotesque fist,
Unleashing its ugly
Onto my face
Stitches will dissolve
Traces of war can be piled neatly into a trash can
Love has reared it’s head
And now I cannot un-see it’s vile grin
©LKavanaugh
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 11:37 PM UTC
Tanned Skin
I lost my tongue
Probably somewhere in your bedroom where we explored every last inch of each other
For the final time.
You see in my memory
Our bodys were maps
Indiana Jones couldn’t measure our wanderlust.
I forgot my integrity
I think I dropped in between the seat of your car
When you first picked me up last spring.
Like all of those lighters
It slipped gently and quietly between the leather
I misplaced my independence.
It might be in a disguarded box
Maybe it happened when I helped you pack moved from that apartment you loved so much on Queen.
I imagine it somewhere forgotten
Behind the patio furniture in your moms garage.
I let go of my muse
Reaching into my stomach I tore out the last remaining butterflies
Opened my palms
And watched them fly away
Just as mesmerizing and bright as I recall when they arrived.
I remember now that I lost my tongue.
You did always adore the silence.
It was not body's we explored that day.
We discovered the end.
The unfair truth.
Every last inch of you.
©LKavanaugh
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 12:22 AM UTC
The heart beat of your life
Unravels into
Whiskey blotted, eggshell white
Paper air planes
That once soared a hair to close
To solace
Hold your attention
As he unfolds
Creases release
human mistakes
He is not yours to worship
All you have you have to offer
Sweaty naked palms
Open wide to catch his sobs
You are now the kitchen sink
His faucet pours onto you
This is the moment you
Learn to be
The woman
He wanted
©LKavanaugh
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 12:18 AM UTC
He crawled inside my body,
When you serve your morality to a crowd of Famished self acclaimed gentlemen,
They will not treat it as if it was caviar
Slathered mouths accompanied by a satisfying grin will fill the room
Filling the walls with air so heavy you probably choke
Or was that his cologne
But always quietly
Don’t be rude now, you’re a lady
Your mothers voice scolds only your mind
Four feet away from the bed,
Watch him as he slips his Jeans as if they were a shield,
Smothering any opportunity for even a sliver of intimacy
The zipper sounds of the finishing credits to your favourite movie
You know the next one will be different,
Catch the beer he throws at you,
You’re going to need it.
The next one will be the same.
But you know that don’t you?
©LKavanaugh
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
He, he who wears the crown of ivy
Wore me once as a shield
I was left, right and centre.
Rising my weary legs from beneath me
When my name was called.
Torn like old sheets to rags
Strips of myself were used to clean messes that were not my own.
He, he lost touch
Dove into my fountain
Stole what I had like handfuls of penny’s.
Each individual wish stuffed into his shallow pockets, grimly smiled
A thief of my livelyhood broke into
my soul
Past lovers dusted for finger prints and had only ever found yours.
I will always remember being lead me to the shadow of myself.
He, he was a reason.
Lifting my own foolishness I was taught that my witts need to be carried with me at all times.
In case I take a short cut through an alley.
Women like us don’t ask to be mugged when our mind is travelling
After the sun leaves
But men like him wait for us in the Darkness.
He, he wore a crown surrounded by ivy
And my god it looked so much like love.
©LKavanaugh
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 4:22 AM UTC
The house grew arms
Reaching beneath the broken floor boards
Screaming behind the panel walls
That were themselves begging to be lifted
From their own place
Teeth began consuming me
Bite by bite
Before swallowing me slowly
I watched
Morality disappear into the fog
That once revealed
My home
©LKavanaugh
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 9:28 AM UTC