It

Every night it’s in my dreams. I dare not provoke it with my screams.

I cannot see its eyes or its face. I do not know this kind of race.

Is it evil or is it hoax? Maybe it’s my mind playing me jokes.

But when I awaken its still there. So I close my eyes and try not to stare.

I hear it in the dark and in the light. It gets even worst late at night.

Howling and barking like a creature unknown. I want to scream but I keep a dead tone.

Can it see me as I see it? Maybe it won’t bother me if I stay quiet and sit.

I try and figure out what has got me so afraid. But It’s so good at the games it played.

Every night it’s hide and seek. But my head never comes from those covers for a peek.

What can I do, what can I say? It hunts me every night and day.

Help me, help me I finally yell. It appears even closer and to my surprise it’s me in hell.

By: Sara Killings

This Man and I

I searched for prince charming, but I found a king.

My heart belongs to him and his to me. He let it be known with this ring.

He and I are complete opposites. I am good and he is bad.

Despite our differences, he’s the best man I’ve ever had.

He gives me his love and is completely honest and true.

In return I give him my love by being honest and true too.

I sleep by his side to feel his heat.

He gives me back rubs and massages my feet.

He holds the Midas touch that takes me to ecstasy.

I know he’s the one every time he’s next to me.

He always kisses me the right way.

With one look, he melts my heart away.

I spend no more lonely nights crying in fear.

Now I spend nights of passion that brings me to tears.

He’s the king of my heart and my body is his kingdom.

I’m a slave to his ways, I never want freedom.

By: Sara Killings