Kayla Daley

Kayla Daley Poems

The Fire of Desire
The Warmth of Breath
Very Much of Touch
Can't Miss no Kiss

Books photographs and letters
trash in many tatters
dirty clothes on the floor
No more by my door

the giver
opens the tiny box
a big smile follows
waves of Christmas lights

The art of giving is the truest living
Expecting from one nothing in return
No matter the sacrifice, cost, or significance that is lost
The wise purity of this great action is very easy to discern

Between us was a huge ball of heat
Halfway where my body had decided itself to seat
It was dark except for the red, yellow, blue, and white
Coming from the fire - our light

I have a list of people i love
and none of them are last
because that would be extremely rude
it grows as the days become known as past

Repentance eludes us all
Because we all keep going back into sin
That we all live in
We are not perfect

Your love for me was a snowflake
Before I could see it, it melted into nothingness and became liquescence
The cold, tiny drops of water ran like diamonds slipping through my fingertips
I never got to hold it while its beauty was greatest or while it was whole, although every droplet of it fits inside my heart like puzzle pieces

we watch
a red maple leaf
drifting down...
yin-yang tattoo-

daytime shooting star
sharing my company
beneath a tree
his hand brushes mine

the moments with you
seem to pass away quickly
feather rose

I close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
Your face takes up my vision,
And when you touch my hand,
Into my skin electric heat does seep.

he plays
for a violinist's spirit
Love's Sorrow
fills the piano room

your bottle of vodka falls from your hand in the dark
your skin starts to show death's mark
how i wish I could save you from yourself
but I let go of your hand to save myself

Every time I look at your face
I find heaven's grace
that melts my heart of steel
and again allows me to feel

Our hearts begin to race
Our thoughts become slow pace
Our emotions larger than life
Could damage like a knife

Our souls are like the newly spring grass
To be discovered under a colorful leaves' mass.
As time races by, we must remove them
To see what lies beneath, a beautiful gem?

I pound the wall with this hammer
As the situation becomes more damnable
He is right on the other side
Why must he hide?

Her Kiss is intoxicating.
My body is imprisoned in a fiery blush.
Her goddess dance attracts lust
Her eyes, hot as the sun, are shining.

Kayla Daley Biography

All my twenty one YEARS of them have been filled with the love of God, writing, drawing, and reading. These things i eat, sleep, and breathe them. i LOVE people and i mostly am easy to get along with so i like to make people smile it brings me great joy wish every1 the best and God bless i am a ryming machine ha ha jk)

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The Fire of Desire
The Warmth of Breath
Very Much of Touch
Can't Miss no Kiss
Would Die before Lie
For Loving is Blessing
Rate of God's Fate
Healed Whole from Hole
Left Behind so Kind
From Heart away Apart
I Know why How
God's Grace in Haste
Sand of Man's love

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