Do you remember that day we
Walked through North London
In the misty, falling rain
And we went to that vintage shop?
You bought that Rolling Stones t-shirt
Damaged and thin
It was worn and old and had seen better days
But you had to have it
You loved it so
And we both loved them
We made love for the first time
To Beggars Banquet
And you fancied yourself a young Jagger
You thought highly of yourself
To be sure
But you weren’t wrong.

Of all the memories of us
I miss that Rolling Stones t-shirt
And how it had that tear in the fabric
By your left hip
Near that tattoo I learned to love
Oh your exposed skin
I used to kiss that spot and drive you wild
And I know you remember that
And that night we went to the after party
After the show
In Marylebone
And the liquor was flowing
Trading whiskey kisses
My Jameson soaked breath hot against your ear
You wore the Stones t-shirt that night
My fingernails on your back
Through the fabric
I’m afraid I may have added a new tear or two
My apologies, love.

Oh how I miss that t-shirt.

Original Work: KH 7/17/14


That photograph you took of me
That day in late April
When the sun was starting to rise
And the fog and mist began to lift
Off that field
Of tall grass and wildflowers
And I was wearing white lace and sheer silk
And you wore that old black shirt you loved
From that shop in Paris
We bought that as we walked the Left Bank
Reading Hemingway and Fitzgerald
And saw the places that they wrote
You took my photo there too
I still have that picture
The Parisian sunshine warming us
Giving a soft glow
It reminds me of what we could have been

That rising sun
And all the morning light
That stretched into the horizon
When everything around was shining gold
And you took my photograph
You said you wanted this picture
To be the first thing you saw in the morning
And the last thing at night
So I’d live inside your dreams
And glow as brightly as the rising sun
Of that breaking dawn
A spring morning
That felt like a gift from the universe
So perfect in its simplicity

I’m still living in that picture
My soul trapped like
A modern day Dorian Gray
A silver frame around my sunny face
And golden hair
And emerald eyes
The picture used to be on your wall
It hung there across from your bed
I’m sure it’s gone now
You probably left it behind
Just like you left me
A forgotten memory
Trapped in a moment
Of sunny paradise
And the infinite warmth
Of a springtime morning
I’m still there
I never really left

I like to think you have my picture
I like to think that it’s still there
Somewhere in your pile of discarded love
But I know it’s gone
Just like me
The girl you left in that sunrise
The love that once could fill the morning sky
But I fear it was lost
In all your chaos and madness
When you walked away
That day in May.

Original Work: KH 7/16/14


And then the clouds drifted away
And I felt the rays of warmth
Descend from heavenly reaches
And they worked into every pore of my skin
Until I was filled from limb to limb
With the life force of the universe
The heat inside every fiber of my being
Electrifying my nerves
Opening my lungs and mingling with my air
Until every breath I exhaled
Was glittering with golden flakes of light
As the dust of that star pulsed through my blood
And burst from the ends of my gold hair
And I felt the weight of 1,000 years
Lift off my broad shoulders
Which usually carry the world and then some
And all I knew
Was every cloud and ray of sun
All the stars that shine in dark of night
Had moved into the center of my soul
And I was glowing with eternal light.

Original Work: KH 7/18/14


Fuck social media
For reminding me
That today was your birthday
And I saw your English face
And heard your English voice
Inside my head
But I didn’t write you happy birthday
But I just couldn’t
And I remembered everything about that year
But remembered that you’re with her
And it’s a nasty thing
To recall a love you’d best forget
That should live solely in the past
And not inside my mind
Or on the Internet
I miss the past
And how tall you are
And now we’re the same age
I hope I don’t see you this weekend
Because even the thought of that
Sends my anxiety into overdrive
It’s a big city but I know you’re there
I wish you lived in England
So the Atlantic Ocean would separate us
I hope your birthday was nice
I’m sure you’re with her
In bed
And that makes my eyes fill
With tears that should have stayed in the past
Carry on, carry on….

Original Work: KH 7/18/14

I Want To Love It Too

Take me on a walk
To that quiet place that you love
And tell me why you love it
Why it brings you back
What it means to you
I want to love it too.

Play that song that warms your heart
But also breaks it right in two
I want to know why it makes you cry
And how it makes your soul feel
I want to love it too.

Read me that line
From that book you truly love
The one you carry around with you sometimes
That you write little notes in
And tell me why it speaks to you
How it makes you feel inside
I want to love it too.

Read that poem
You wrote to me
When you were sad
And I was lonely
I want to read every word
As many times as I can
And feel you
Reach for my hand
And love me how I love you.

I love you for all these things,
These little things that all add up
I love them all too.

I write these words for you
So you can love them too.

Original Work: KH 7/15/14


I’d take a chance
And ask him to love me
Until he breaks my heart
Beyond repair
But I’m afraid my heart’s been broken
So many times before
I don’t know if it’s even healed
It’s cracked and fractured and bruised
So many memories pour
From where the damage was inflicted
And they seep into my bloodstream
Until they pump through my veins
And never leave me
For they live inside my very being
My heart
Dear heart
I wish to find you love
I’d love to let him love you
And break you even further
And feel his love inside of me
Inside of you
My heart, my love
You’ve been broken
Too many times
By everyone
And everything
And life itself
I know where the tears originate
I’m afraid I can’t have the pleasure
Of him
You too.

Original Work: KH 7/15/14

Wild Horses

We met that day
In the hotel lobby
So many people and voices and chaos
Ringing through the large room
You were tall with legs for miles
And your hair was rather long
Longer than I thought it’d be
But the right shade of brown
I expected
I remember your sunglasses
Slightly vintage
And your worn boots that had seen many countries
And that shirt you wore
Half unbuttoned
So I could see your chest
And some visible tattoos
Which I was surprised to like
You took me away
To a corner to say
A few sweet things
You asked me to dinner
And I picked you up
At the secret back entrance
So no one would see us
You were only in town for a day or two
I can’t quite remember anymore
The days slip away too quickly
But I still remember you knocking on the car door
And we had a bite
And we had a drink
And I wanted to ask you to sing
But it felt too good
To mess it up
So I just listened to you talk
And was carried away by your accent
And the rings on your fingers
As they reflected the low lighting in the room
We left and I knew you were loving your anonymity
Hiding in plain sight
I took you on a drive
Down a dark, empty country road
Where no one would see us
And you could find a bit of peace
I rolled the windows down
As the warm air of a summer night
Filled the car
And dance through our hair
As your eyes closed and I saw you breathe
So very deeply
And I pulled over to offer you a chance to drive
You weren’t used to our side of the road
But you jumped at the opportunity
And drove fast and wild down the unlit road
Deep into a summer, country night
As I played Wild Horses
And my arm hung out the window
And felt the air all over my skin
And we both felt freer than we had in years
You invited me to hang backstage at your show
I said tomorrow night worked well
I guess you were there just one night
We pulled over and sat in silence
And I felt so comfortable and truly at ease
And you opened your right eye to look at me
I nodded
And you kissed my lips
Softly at first
And then a little more
A little more
A little more
And then-

Original Work: KH 7/9/14