Kinetic energy Reactive to his surroundings He seems to pull people in Just as easily as he pushed them away He was cold But he could be warmed With just the right touch He could do so much Be so much If he would only be Put in the right position -Kel Dayheart

My Favorite Strangers

My favorite people in this world I do not know For they are just kind strangers Who ask for nothing and will receive nothing   Kind strangers With gentle eyes With genuine smiles Speak no words   Strange strangers With blurred half-forgotten faces They brighten the day, without a thought bringing hope to the downtrodden... Continue Reading →

Hate to Love

When we first met You infuriated me To no end   But there was an end It was when I started to love you -Kel Dayheart

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