READING KAYLA

Her eyes form first.
Spilling color from tearducts
trailing like comet tails.
Blending energies in contradiction.
Confusing pheromone.
Like an open book,with scattered chapters.
Numbers out of order.
Pages to constantly flip through.

Beautiful...

Her smile showed shy,
though a fierce disposition toward destination.
Aware of the significance of avoiding people,
though they'll never avoid you.
Powerless to the draw.
Helpless against her gravity.

Beautiful...

I know the world needs a smile like that.
I know it doesn't deserve it.
The dirty windows of incarceration couldn't hide her ways.
Her curves,mmmm...
Her walk,and
Her walk away.
Paper notes against the glass reading-'READ ME PLEASE'-
and she did...
and she has...
Will she ever know how much power?
How much glorious damage she can cause?
How much devastating happiness?
Her eyes form first.
Two bullets through the chest...

Beautiful...