i need you. forever. |
i like being a little too smalljust enough to keep from floating offone sweet smile full of dreamsa body compromised with wanting to stay and wanting to goi like being a little too loveda little too h...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 09:40:00 PST |
Grow Up. |
some people will never grow upsome in delightful, most cheery light wayssome pull from the innermost child inside, to live the most fanCiful days...some dance in deLightsome free as a birdwhile others...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 11:57:00 PST |
slaptistic. |
do you know white as snow mr. ellius?have you seen on a leggy so bare? takey kisses on strange of the noses deranged. if you ever, you'd better grease mare.
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 06:08:00 PST |
the ones i've known. |
never againwill i find one like you in all my lifeno eyes will reflect my loveno smile will hold me quite as closeno voice will bring tears as yours did at its absenceno two hands will ever be able to...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 07:50:00 PST |
LittLe bird. |
restore me to healthlittle birdeach plucky perched piegons demisewith ribbons atop of my headblue bonnetpush cloudiest skiesthis laughter inside of mefeelits bursting right out of my eyesrestore me to...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 10:02:00 PST |
The Parrot Knows Best. |
if i could tell youhow lucky i wasto be unluckyi'd forfeit my freedommy option to choose on this planetmy destiny of deathmy blind fate if i could breath like a fishlive like a hermitinside a shelli w...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Thu, 22 May 2008 11:24:00 PST |
+Jellyfish+ |
now i knowall that i possibily can at this stageeyes tender to the touchjellyfish, instead of tears pooling at my collarbonesthere they settlefor hours, i stingmaybe yearstheir death awakens meclingi...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Fri, 09 May 2008 07:28:00 PST |
boys. |
walking like a childas a boypretending to be a mandipping feet in paintcutting off bleached dotted segmentsresentgiving a bit of myself to each of those "men"i'll last one more yeardragging my skin ac...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Tue, 06 May 2008 01:13:00 PST |
smooth with me. |
cowardice cowardice 123cowardicecowardiceblackbird kneeblush it downcrack it roundvasper.tendugly mutcrinkle footsmah.shee wrenlickablestickableshimmity bleelove him upscrub him upfollow meinto the be...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Sun, 04 May 2008 08:10:00 PST |
Peeping Man. |
if i know youas i think i mayyou will fall out from under meyour messageerased before conveyedclosed tightly in my fista stranger finds the true meaning of my lifeopens barred windows to my heartand i...
Posted by Miss Erika Tryon Davies on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 02:23:00 PST |
