Kiss HerKiss Heri. Kiss her gently; just a peck on her cheek. Show her that you're by her side even when she feels alone and weak.ii. Make her feel secure and kiss her on the forehead. Surely her smile will grow and her cheeks turn a light red.iii. Take her by surprise and gently grab her arm. Kiss her before she can speak; let her feel safe from all harm.iv. Make her forget the past and kiss the her arm along the scars; slowly you'll be sewing the brokenness of her heart.v. Leave a kiss on her shoulder and chuckle as she gets flustered. When she pouts, kiss her lips with all the love you can muster.vi. Rain kisses on her neck. Her face will go bright red. If she opens her mouth to moan, kiss her lips instead.vii. Kiss her like you mean it; hands on her hips, pulling her clos
SanctuarySee the girl with the vacant stareHiding her face behind her long hairThink that girl has a haunted lookAlways her nose buried in a book?She doesn’t know what she’s hiding fromBut she knows anywhere’s better than home.Now you’ve seen that girl, please don’t sayThat those of her kind have to go awayLet her sit there in the corner, readingIt might stop her heart from bleeding.See the boy with the woeful glareOf bruises having more than his shareThink he can forgive what you tookWhen you stole his shelter, his ground shook?It doesn’t matter what else might comeIt’ll be too late for the boy with the tome.When darkness grips the outside worldLet us seek comfort in the written wordLet everyone into the libraryThat call it a sanctuary.
A poem for Major General WhiskersMajor General WhiskersA snappy dressed fellowwith fur, pale greyand eyes bright yellowAlways seen in a suitpressed ever so nicelywith long luscious whiskersalways curled so preciselyYou classiness may be vastbut this does not sufficeset fella freeor I will hoard all the mice...Your somewhat loyal,Kenyora22