Give me your kisses, i’ll give you my hand.


Give to me daisies

picked from the ground

fill them with promises

that can’t be found.

Sing me a song,

sang from the heart

promise me always,

not a day apart.

Show me skies

of turquoise blue

and tell me how

you always knew.

Give me an ocean

fierce and calm

place treasured

shells into my palm.

Pick me some daisies,

twirled in a ring,

promises of love

and what the future brings.

Give me your kisses

i’ll give you my hand,

right here by the ocean

right here on the sand.

Karen Hayward ©2016




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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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