Montague High : Courtney Kemp

Sestina for Love

Connected together by the sound of love,
all those days connected by happiness.
and the feeling of their warm
hands gently touching you with a hug,
their beautiful warm eyes
bright with kindness.

The lover’s show their kindness
by giving each other all the love
within their hearts and eyes,
the joy that comes out is happiness.

In the winter their warmth
is all the kindness
from them but hugs
only show some of the love
and all the happiness
that shines in their eyes

While you look in their bright vibrant eyes
by the heated warmth
of the fireplace happiness
fills the room of kind
and gentle love
you hug

The fireplace hug
is all you see through their eyes
and when you think of the never ending love
they have gien you all the warmth
to your whole body and you show kindess
to make them happy

You show all the happiness
in your hugs
with all the kindness
and by the look in your eye
and the warmth
in your heart you end your forever ending love
And there is no more warmth
in your heart, no love
and no happiness

Let Down

Her face was yellow, jiggered and torn
Endless flaws and ocean sounds.
Pondering the disasters,
As problems arise.
Breathtaking as a sunrise
Beauty is not what she sees.
Hopes and dreams, never to be seen.
Her memories are more then vague,
Her terrors come in the night,
Searching endless possibilities
Romantically Challenged.
Pain in muscles, pain in joints
Pain so bad in trigger points,
Pain you’ll have to go through
Pain you’ll have to see
What it took just to be her,
Pain she has to go through
But people can’t see.
She’s sick of pretending it’s all perfect.
Air filling her pockets everywhere.
Tired of living a lie
Sick of loving you.
Tired of the tears she cries
Tired of returning to hurt.
Sick of being laughed about
Tired of being treated like dirt.
I will break into your thoughts
With what’s written in my heart.
Hear it, I’m screaming it
You’re heading to it now,
Hear it, I’m screaming it
You tremble at this sound.
Watching the sun pass me by
Am I really living how I want?
If only I could fly
Away from my sin,
My soul I would flaunt.
Watching the stars pass me by
Do they really care at all?
If only, if only I could fly
Away from the things that make me fall.
The damned ship lurched and slithers
Quiet and quick,
Trying to avoid all the mishaps,
But crushing into each one.
The long sea rolled…
The visions are never clear
Like a thunder storm I fear
The ringing in my ear,
Will justify the myths
That out there somewhere he’s thinking of me too
Though we know the truth
I’m washed up, worn down
Recluse ruse.

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