sir derek. |
first dance was in the conga line the night we met. and i knew i'd never put my dancing shoes away again.our very first hi was on a ship to paradise.i saw my heart beating in the reflection of your ey...
Posted by elizabeth. on Fri, 09 May 2008 01:00:00 PST |
the yo-yo. |
[for derek]
that's just what i wasa yo-yoalways springing up.only to be thrown down.
that's just what i am.a yo-yoexcept this time.you have me in your pocket.
where i'd like to be for a while.if yo...
Posted by elizabeth. on Tue, 06 May 2008 03:47:00 PST |
so much to say. |
i saw trees bow to the grace of your beauty.the gods cringe at their obvious defeat and you radiate and ignite such a poetic fleet.i felt the grounds shake to better suit your gracious step.the mounta...
Posted by elizabeth. on Sun, 04 May 2008 06:58:00 PST |
more.more.more. |
our economy has been steady.up until the steady fall of our empire.up until our value turned into flesh.desire for money and things of the sort.in this society you can't get what you didn't pay for!an...
Posted by elizabeth. on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 11:34:00 PST |
ophelia |
there is a willow grows aslant a brook that shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.there with fantastic garlands did she come of crowflowers, nettles, and daisies that liberal shepards give a gros...
Posted by elizabeth. on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 10:46:00 PST |
something to fill the silence. |
my imagination will run so deep that it will become your imagination.it draws hearts on my wrist, and sings songs of love and distaste.rags and jewels become temporal, my feelings for him become untou...
Posted by elizabeth. on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:21:00 PST |
