Special place in my heart

Reality shines out her death, capturing me with its merciless beam
No longer can I recall her velvety growl with perfect precision
And it’s like I can only see her through a flowing stream
I turn away from my sieve of a mind, disgusted, filled with derision

Sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry, Liberty


A month ago Marley entered my life, a young, bright, inquisitive thing
Now she claims the biggest portion of my heart, and I very well know this
But then why can’t I still cure myself from saying
As I kneel down to praise her, to plant a kiss

“Good girl, Liberty!”