Kayla Daley

The Fire of Desire
The Warmth of Breath
Very Much of Touch
Can't Miss no Kiss
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Books photographs and letters
trash in many tatters
dirty clothes on the floor
No more by my door
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the giver
opens the tiny box
a big smile follows
waves of Christmas lights
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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
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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
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he plays
for a violinist's spirit
Love's Sorrow
fills the piano room
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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
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we watch
a red maple leaf
drifting down...
yin-yang tattoo-
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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
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Repentance eludes us all
Because we all keep going back into sin
That we all live in
We are not perfect
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There are beautiful angels in heaven made of golden light
That rarely let themselves be seen in our sight
But I know of wingless angels upon this earth
They bring a message of great mirth
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There are a lot of questions
In our lives that get unanswered
Some that do get answered
If God were to let you know everything
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I want to hear the words from your mouth
To not have to write down my overwhelming feelings that i want to shout
To just see you
To just speak to you
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knowing you suffer kills me inside
as I lay here watching words run before my eyes no actual person here with me to be beside
but life is painful
and maybe its not what people would call helpful
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I am thankful to God for this roof over my head.
I am thankful to God for the clothes upon my unworthy back.
I am thankful to God for the food and water that I push through my mouth.
I am thankful to God for the sunlight that strengthens the beauty of nature.
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Without his love I feel empty
This blackness spreads through me
This black moon is my company
His return has not come
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Sometimes I used to ask God to kill me
every day he saves me
One day to heaven I will be called by His will
But not until
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The mind can do more than it thinks
Because God created it to have over thousands of links
It is beautiful how it works
Just like the ocean and the mysteries that beneath it lurks
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I was there without you
Watching them dance in their fancy shoes
Wishing you there
But that was a wish that could not be granted - not there
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Death is a dark solider
It, some of us, want to surrender
It is the enemy
It knows no mercy
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