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Song of the Wind - written
I don’t remember when I became aware of the sound outside my room. Having been sleeping peacefully, the sound must have awoken me, yet I didn’t feel as if I were awake. Odd that. The sensation of hearing something, not knowing what, and feeling still asleep yet knowing your awake. If I was but mortal I might have been afraid, but I’m not. Not in this state of existence where an eternity is lived out in the time it takes for the sun to set and rise again. If you ask my kind they might well disagree, but this is my view of eternity. Every night is an eternity to be lived in the length from dark to light. No more and no less. But,
Come
Come walk with me
in dreams or in reality.

Come hold my hand
in friendship or in love.

Come whisper in my ear
whether secrets or of decadence

Come run with me
in happiness or in fear.

Come wrap me in your arms
in broken hearts or hearts desire.

Come, ..... yes come with me,
before the night fades away.
One to be the moon that shines,
the other a shining celestial star.
The Ending - just the words
Rolling over in bed, my hand extends to the other side where your body laid next to mine. Except, you weren’t there, hesitating for a moment, and that’s right you hadn’t been for some time. Every evening now started out the same for me. Though I knew this, it didn’t stop those very first moments between the lands of sleep and awake where nightmares turn back, dreams take over and nothing in my world has changed.

Waking from a long day’s slumber, half smile on lips waiting to be kissed. A body slowly stretches, muscles working kinks from slumber. A naked form under satin white sheets waiting to feel the lover’s h
Headlines
RUN . . . Keep running, but listen closely while I tell you the ending of your story.

How far do you imagine you can run to get away from me? A mile, two, dare I even say three. You run for your very life, I run because it suits me. Even if I stood stark still in this very spot and waited, I’d find you again. Your scent fills my nostrils as if I had bent down to smell a rose from a garden. Only your scent isn’t pleasant, it’s the despair, the desperation and wrongful deeds that called out to me, bringing your scent to me upon the air. Your constant thoughts of how unfair your life has been, though you sat back and did nothing
Free Once Again - the words
I feel the wind caressing my face.
Another day has dawned in all its glory.
The bright colors of the horizon
Form a panorama of love and light.
They all tell the story...
                      I am free once again.

Carried away on the wind, I soar.
Like the birds in the sky, I join them
In their flight; I touch heaven with them.
For my soul is at peace, my spirit is calm.
                     I am free once again.

I close my eyes. My lips form a smile.
Left behind are all doubts and all
Indecision. All of the chains that once
Bound me have now been released.
My heart is alive and I am free once again.

There once was a lock
Once Upon A TimeBeing in love with someone who does not
Feel the same is hard to say the least.
What's worse is once upon a time
"I love you" was real and true.
How do three little words get flipped around
To "I hate you?"
Thought we were strong, solid, and sound.
No one could touch us and the love we shared.
Overnight going from loved to hated.
From girlfriend to just friends.
In love with a man who is so heartless.
Nothing should be felt for him
But the past looms up at me
And I love him just as much as once upon a time.
Bliss of heaven turned to agony of hell.
One extreme to another
But it's okay.
I'll just lay here and suffocate on my he
To Everything, The Story
She sat at her kitchen table, watching out the window as the leaves kept turning in the crisp fall mornings. Autumn was her favorite season, but for some reason it didn’t make her feel as good this time around as it normally did. She took a sip of her coffee, thinking back over a week ago.

She had answered a knock on the door only to see him standing in the door frame, in the flesh and smiling that sexy smile of his. He had asked to come in, and after hours of talking they both found their feelings for each other were the same. What happened over the next week of nights would forever be etched in her memories for life.

She wasn’t
Used ToUsed to believe in love and fairytales
But I was a foolish girl to ever believe in storybook romance.
Lay awake and dream of a boy who I get lost inside of his eyes.
His warm embraces and candy cane kisses
Made me feel like a princess.
Kisses on the stair well, hugs under rain filled skies.

Used to believe in hearts can be mended
But it only happens in imaginary, make believe shit.
Getting lost in big cities, I'm just a simple girl from a small town.
Hollywood divorces that spread like wild fire,
Nothing good ever lasts for long.

Used to beleive in marriages and babies glued to my hip
But that only happens in movies.
No one would
MedusaLike a thief in the night
You come with soft deception
And the rise of your skin
Deadly and calculated
Quiets the raging pulse
That surges with each curve
Revealed by slow interludes
Concealed by what you imply
With the flicker of your tongue
You dip and dive in shadows
Like water broken in ripples
And cobras crown your hair
In a wreath that freezes time
As a coronet of suffering
Venomous flowers that cling
To strands of your being
And stonewall human touch
Without hope, without mercy.
I BelieveI belive in life
I believe in love
I believe in being happy
I belive in helping others

I believe there is a higher power for I've seen it in action
I belive in the pull of the universe and that it involves the higher power
I belive we're not alone in the universe , surly there's gotta be someone
smarter then us out there!

I belive in peace
I belive in freedom , freedom of choice and freedom of speech

I belive there is more to life then what we really know
I believe everyone everywhere has a purpose they must accomplish
I believe in miracles even when they seem most scarce
I belive in ghosts for I have seen them
I believe in myse
Secrets Of A Woman's . . .
Tight-lipped, my secrets stored within me.
The vast corridors of a woman's soul
stretch out into infinity, containing many doors;
many rooms kept under lock and key.
Many places where no footsteps but my own have tread.

I keep a scrapbook of my memories
held close to this heart that has known both
love and loss; both happiness and emptiness.
It has been stained with tears and creased with
every time my hands have touched its pages.
But my hands have touched it and mine alone.

Nobody can know the truth inside my spirit.
The lengths that i have gone to, to have this
secret garden where only i know the types of
flora and fauna with
AlchyTake a sip of my best friend
With a dash of salt, hint of limes.
Love the bitterness in my mouths depths.
My head spinning, mind racing a mile a minute.
Blood shot eyes, the high coming on strong.
Flowing through my veins like adrenaline.
The moistness in my panties,
The tingle of sex induced by alcohol.

Take a sip of my best friend
Add some ice to take the edge off.
Mix in coke for blended sweet bliss.
Love the way i chug it like water.
I'm a pro, handle it well.
Suck on alcohol infused ice cubes and shivers
Down my spine brings me smiles.

Take a sip of my best friend
Raspberry, sour apple, and cooler galore.
A flavor for ev
New YearRing in the new years on santa's lap.
Grant me a wish that won't ever come true.
Can't make a man love a woman
So I guess my wish is now shot dead.
Ring in 2009 with best friends, alcohol and parties.
Mind wandering off to a special man
But he's busy in the arms of someone else.
Princess tiara with "Happy new years" emblazoned in gold.
Too bad it can't be happy, I'm just too blue.
Crying into cheap beer as mascara runs down rosey cheeks.
Ring in 2009 and say good bye to 2008.
It was a bad year anyways filled with
Job loss, tears, broken hearts, and friends going seperate ways.
Maybe this year will bring something new
But I won't
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Black As Silence

:iconobsidian-siren:

One by one the clock ticks forward
forward, later into the night.

One by one the friends leave
leave, to join their lives.

One by one you say your peace
peace, until the sun's rise.

But not for me, as I say so long
with each person passing there
is a difference in the song.

Like a well orchestrated piece of music
Beautiful in it's beginning, then
fading until it reaches the end
for me there's only silence where
love once was, was at the end.

I knew how loud silence could be
I've heard it well before.
But I never knew how black
black could be, when stared upon by silence.
:iconobsidian-siren:
Ok my friends, I never claimed to be a poet.
I'm just working some things out.
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