he said I felt like Heaven
I guess that was the reason why he kissed me like he was searching for God
As if my neck and lips were some gateway to a divine world
you said the warmth of my hands on your ice-cold skin made you see things not of this world
was it that why you grabbed my hips like it was the key to your salvation?
my body is a holy temple but my thighs can't rescue you
Don't mistake it for the Lord
because if I can't save my own soul, how can I save yours?

                                                       k.h.

its practically now summer and i'm unnaturally hot. I'm wondering if its because of Miami's blaring sun or the way your words ignite a fire within me. I mean this feeling is weird, mostly because I gave up on happiness a long time ago. I used to think people are unpredictable like storms and I know now that people are storms. And nothing good comes from storms. Quite frankly I'm tired of grey clouds and thundering rain. they brought me hurricanes and deathly sadness. but you changed me and made me think of what comes after the storm. maybe its a rainbow or just the plain glowing sky but whatever it is I wanna see it and I am willing to endure the desolation to get to the good part. you did that. you did it when no one could. you opened me up to a kaleidoscope of emotions that I didn't wanna feel again and its scary. sometimes you make me feel like you're chasing me in an endless tunnel and your eyes become the color of midnight but then I come to a halt when I see the glorious burnt hue of the sunset gleaming in your eyes. I was about to pick a leaf from this tree and you told me to stop and I thought it was the most beautiful thing ever. Leaves only thrive and live when they're attached to a tree. Pick them off and they die and I find it so **** that you saved that leaf. I'm glad you prevented that death cause you might be able to prevent mine. You are just like vanilla ice cream on a scorching July afternoon and I pray that summer never ends

k.h

Her wants are unlimited,
She feels lost in a world of her own.
She feels unwanted and unneeded.
She feels as if she has no purpose in life,
She wants to have fun to, she's a child,
She wants to be loved and to be treated just right.
As she beats against those prison walls ,
She senses a feeling of defeat.
She wants to see it all,
new places,
Watch the stars fall,
see new faces.
She wants a family, filled with love,
brothers and sisters ,
like the Father above.
She wants to be happy,
and to feel at home,
to laugh , to dance , to cry and sing
and not having to care about what others think.
She wants privacy, she wants a friend ,
one who will stick with her , through till the end.
She wants to help others, others like herself.
Last but not least,
She wants to be accepted.