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

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

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