Sagittarious |
Fire and flames, raging waves....Through it all, his reflection....The dragon she could not save...... ..Journey through the darkest cave....Despite the minds objection....Fire and flames, raging wav...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jan 2009 13:52:00 GMT |
Stroke Of Genius |
No longer can I believe that you were created by a random meshing of genes.
Perfection is hinted even in your greatest subtleties.
From the way you smile, even down to your blink.
Each feature you pos...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 20:57:00 GMT |
4 u |
Patiently waiting for you to be here with me.
It seems like it will be an eternity before you and I will eve be.
The longer i gaze at me in th mirror the lonelier i become
because i can see you face d...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 06:13:00 GMT |
Beautifully Melancholy |
Tonight I sit and think of you silently.
Wishing you could read my emotion telepathically.
Hear my feelings nonverbally.
Toninght I only wish to be next to you.
To have you explore my deepest fee...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 20:04:00 GMT |
tears for two |
I wonder if I cried enough tears tonightWould you feel them too?Could you feel them burning in your eyes As I try to choke back the swell?As I sit and ponder why am cryingWill your mind feel just as c...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 15:13:00 GMT |
short Story |
Tonight the rain was heavy. Each droplet seemed to pound against her soul sending out ripples of temptation throughout her being. She could feel it. The desire to lay with another began to permeate wi...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 15:11:00 GMT |
Almost Surely A Fairy Tale |
In the midst of this anxietyI can only imagine you next to meA taste of bitter sweet serenityTo be in love with a fantasyWhat a perplexity Awaiting your coming anxiouslyHow long does it take for a dre...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 22:11:00 GMT |
Santa Baby |
I can hear the pitter patter of a gentle rain on my window paneThe swish it makes as cars roam the streets The golden reflection of street lampsViewed through the branches of a bare treeI keep contemp...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 22:43:00 GMT |
Old Friends |
Who would have known that a friendship as solid as a rock could weather and chip away.Who ever thought we would be pounded by life's crashing wavesWashed away at sea going our separate ways.Fragments ...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 22:41:00 GMT |
Undefined |
I keep thinking about the night skyAnd the cosmos aboveWondering how it relates to you and IBut now I realizeI have a foolish mindHow dare I try to comprehend the vastness of the universeWho am I to a...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Dec 2007 22:38:00 GMT |
