I just want to see you smile that light that brightens the room it's been hiding awhile but it's never to soon to see it again.
Month: September 2018
She’s on the run
She's like the sunshine, she'll brighten your day. She's like the moonshine, take your cares away. Ever so close to you time stands still. call out the words that are true. with you i don't have the will. She's like a fall breeze drifting in. she'll make your heart freeze, you never can [...]
Waterfall
She is like a waterfall flowing with kindness she's never too small to feel a bit childish. -Caeli McKamey
Reflection
You can feel lonely when you're in a crowd. You can feel quiet when you speak out loud. You can feel lost when you're given the map. You can feel stranded when you set up the trap. The days will get shorter when you see your reflection is calling you out to find [...]
Soulmate in a friend
Sit next to me at our bench under nature. Let the light love every feature. Tell me all your worries tell me what to do. You are the light that has always brought me through. -Caeli McKamey
Connections
Art is a dance rhythms in brush. connections found creativity. My brush reaches countries away. You send me your dreams today. -Caeli McKamey
Waiting
The ticking clockSweats in anticipationTwists up it's gearsAnd fiddles it's frame, just right.The only way to knowIs to go through the journey.The bookshelves murmerGossiping sounds ofShuffling pagesHiding straight inside their placeThe only way to findIs to search in the wrong places.The windowsLook into their reflectionWondering who will close themShut.The only way to beIs to find [...]
She’s a Woman
Shes a woman who drinks her coffee black and reads pages from philosophy She paints her fingernails red so that she remembers her strength. Shes a woman who could make you fall just with one single look. She owns the company of herself and controls what direction she goes. They call her dark, [...]
Saturday Morning
Saturday morning sheets calling my name. Coffee boiling kids playing a game. Saturday morning reading the news. Casually yawning we turn on the blues. Saturday morning hand held security. Eyes of adorning, sun cast with purity. Saturday morning out of bed we climb. Saturday morning, love held in time. -Caeli McKamey
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