He knocked gently on the door of my tender heart,
He came as a respected guest,
And stayed back as more than a friend.
When he departed suddenly,
He left a footprint  on my heart,
I was never the same again.

Your infectious smile,
Like a drug with uncontrollable side effects.

That real, genuine laugh,
Sweet like damp pines.

Those piercing, beautiful eyes,
Sharp enough to rip through my chest and suffocate my heart.

The lips that drew me in,
Like rosy vines tugging at my soul.

Your fine brown hair,
That tangled my mind with absolute rapture.

Arms of ivory gold,
Wrapping me safely with false bliss.

Your angelic body,
Tailored so perfectly to mine like destiny.

A soothing voice of honey,
I could listen to for hours with a simper reply.

That is just the beginning,
Of what makes you lovely.

Only the start,
To a story of your undying loveliness.

~S.C. Kelley

Follow
The
Sounds
Of
Laughter
And
Joy
There
Love
Exist

the stars collect little pieces of you,
they rain down on me,
and glide into the empty space
next to me,
and sing me to sleep with your
steady breaths.

m.e.

.
I have always known you
Stranger,
In this whirling tavern,
Where life is plasmic.

You speak with sweetest
Nothings,
In my groping, deaf ears,
Where sense is non.

And now we are laying
Hollow,
On this letted, fresh bed,
Without any clues.

Your are plain, beautiful
Stranger,
Your hands ply my soul,
As bees on dry flower.