the xtine

Air for Life

I miss the days of being so carefree.Not worrying,Not thinking, Not bothering.Willing to risk W h a t e v e r for W h a t e v e r.Breathing life into my lungs...Feeling so awake.Tasting the freedom on...
Posted by the xtine on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:41:00 PST

Unperfect Perfection

As her mouth moved to speak,And words began to spill from her lips.Her perfume wraped around me,Lightly coating my skin as she stood in front of me.My palms started to sweat. And my heart began to bea...
Posted by the xtine on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 06:20:00 PST

Incapacity of something real

And so it stands before us,We Pause Life for just a Second to RealizeWe've been Holding Onto Nothing.Complete we Felt with only ComfortingThoughts of the Memories we Shared.Some stay Blinded by their ...
Posted by the xtine on Fri, 09 Nov 2007 08:42:00 PST

The Inability to Sleep

And so she began to drift to sleepEyes fall heavy & Breathing becomes deeper.Hair lays in perfect positions,Layerd on top of each beautiful strand.Lips half way open and Eye lashes fully extended....
Posted by the xtine on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 12:26:00 PST

The Awaiting Moment

In the Event that We come Face to Face,Stop and Just Breathe it in.Let me Embrace your Warmth andTake in the Sounds of your Melodic Voice.Listening to the way you Annunciate,Watching the way you Move ...
Posted by the xtine on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 07:59:00 PST

The Beauty of Honesty.

The Object of Desire is of Something Real.Something Concrete, Non Fictional, & Alive.Our Minds Lost in the Dreams that seem so Unattainable.Living in the Abstract and Hypothetical.We Fo...
Posted by the xtine on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 04:48:00 PST

Altering the Impossible.

Faces of the Familiar have shown A side that we have seen time and time again.We sit completely drawn back watching the World thats closest to us . . . . Fall.Our hands are c...
Posted by the xtine on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 06:38:00 PST

As we push on.

And slowly and slowly the seperation we begin to face,Running before the ones that have taken a break.In and out of contact with some of the world that does not seem to realizeWhats a h...
Posted by the xtine on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 10:13:00 PST

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So we bury the manipulative dead.Isolating bodies in boxes.Dirt to the top of What use to be Life.Finding a place so dark.Clinging on to your Ideal ThoughtsAnd your Utopic Times.But No remorse No Sorr...
Posted by the xtine on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 11:45:00 PST