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Kat Jun 2017
"my love, my sweet, my precious heart.
I'll hold you close, we shan't be part.
Worry not my love, as my arrival draws near,
That we shall be together, year after year."

But darling, I'm afraid my words are fraud,
For when I layed down my head and opened my arms,
I knew then I was going to meet god.
And as my consciousness slipped away,
It was your face I saw, my beautiful Grace.
I hope to see you again, but not anytime soon.
And I apologize again, that I didn't come home that one afternoon
Kat Jun 2017
I heard them when I was five.
A whisper. A soft caress.
I couldn't believe they'd be like the rest,
So soft and loving, they were the best
A gentle breeze, is what they were,
and gentle they stayed, until they weren't,
I didn't know they'd only bring hurt.

I saw them when I was ten.
A home. A friend.
But they spun and moved so I couldn't see,
What they really turned out to be.
By now they had my trust in their hand,
Why couldn't I see this is what they had planned?
The ghost in my head, they're driving me mad.

They killed me when I was fifteen.
A blessing? A curse?
The words they said, on repeat in my mind,
until my mask was the only thing left to hide behind.
But one monday night when it became too much,
My life, my youth, was stripped from my clutch
And the ghost said goodbye, for they owed me that much.
Kat Jun 2017
"Our love is true and eternal.
When I see your face, I get butterflies,
When I look in your eyes, I feel sparks fly.
Our love is wild, and never ephemeral."

But for you, my dear, that would be a lie.
I don't feel sparks, nor do I feel butterflies.

For our love is eternal and true,
But when I see your face, I get the entire zoo.
And when I look in your eyes, I feel the heat of a million suns, like an out of this world sunrise

A love like ours burns like fire,
Of lust and wonder, and tenderness and desire.
Because to you, my love, I give you me, entire.
Kat Feb 2017
The meadow evolved with the wind,
loving how the breeze caressed everything.
The green grass shimmers under the stars.
The moon looming up ahead, smiling down on me.
Trees covered the land,
fruits of all sorts graced the lands with their ethereal beauty.
New growth sprouts up replacing the ancients that have done their duties.

But alas, a place a serene as this Garden of Eden
Can have no place in this cruel world.
And so all of it vanishes,
The whispers of a beauty echo in the barren fields,
But the light from the moon remains.
Illuminating the path,
the small hope that a place like this can exist.
That the world has a place for Eden.
Kat Feb 2017
Two birds in nature
Good friends flying around free
Will you fly with me
Kat Feb 2017
An Achilles heel,
My everlasting weakness,
Your love is my death
Kat Feb 2017
Seemingly small and insignificant,
It sits atop my finger, like a bird perched on a branch.
A symbol of great power,
Yet shrunken and frail as paper.
Its hidden beauty rivals those of
Aphrodite.
My love for it swells
Like a well after a heavy rain.
Oh, this paper crown,
Its simple beauty
Is a gold as pure as any other.
Its paleness is greater than snow,
Its weight light, but heavier than
the empire it represents.
This paper crown, worthy of a Queen.
This was written for a class project
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