You must fly from me, love. I have been warmed by your touch Far longer than we burned, And a sweeter cherry awaits your pluck. Autumn's reach has wilted my flesh, While youth springs from your loins. Ah, younger men… life has nipped my tail And the lining has begun to show. Frivolous girl, I was, dancing playfully to Lusty whispered promises in squeaky beds Where moans of determined pleasure Replaced coos of innocence. Now, I lie alone, and bellowing silence Surrounds the aching crescendo Of...

Even now, I try to picture your face in my mind, Yet I cannot. Bending closer to serve your coffee, I wonder why have I not noticed before today that your eyes shine the richest, deepest, chocolate brown? I have been distracted, misdirected, and would apologize, though it's more than likely you have not noticed me in the way I have most recently and absolutely without question, noticed you. Encourage me, Perhaps with only the smallest of smiles Directed my way. Speaking of which, I also ask w...

You must fly from me, love. A fresher cherry awaits your pluck. I have been warmed by your touch Far longer than we burned. Autumn's gaze has tired me, While youth springs from your loins. Ah, younger men… life has finally caught my tail And the lining has begun to show. My fountain sings of yesterday's memories Of dancing feet and winking eyelashes, Promises that ended soon enough In squeaky beds, Erasing coos of innocence With moans of determined pleasure. Now I lie alone with no sound To c...

For the longest time, I wanted to be free But I kept it so well hidden, I almost forgot, Until I looked at you, free, easy, beautiful... … and remembered. Then I felt it again, That part of me that wanted to fly, to soar, So I took a chance. I squeezed myself between the cold, black, iron bars, And opened my wings. I listened... for the wind, And waited. And it came.

For the longest time, I wanted to be free. But I kept it so well-hidden I almost forgot. And when I looked at you so free, and easy, and beautiful... I remembered. And I felt it again, That part of me that wanted to fly, to soar. So I took a chance. I squeezed myself between the cold, black, iron bars, And I opened my wings. I listened... for the wind, And I waited. And it came.

Even now, I try to picture your face in my mind, Yet I cannot. And, bending closer to serve your coffee, I wonder why have I not noticed before today that your eyes shine the richest, deepest, chocolate brown? I have been lost, distracted, and misdirected, and I would apologize, though, it's more than likely you have not noticed me in the way I have most recently and absolutely without question, noticed you. Encourage me, Perhaps with only the smallest of smiles Directed my way. Speaking of w...

Two hearts… beat Snow falls… silent Fire burns… golden heat Soft fingertips… slide… down my spine. Quiet passion… sings His kiss… burns… my lips. And I feel... I feel everything. Everything before… I question Everything to come… I dream But now… for this moment… I live.

Rain falls, and grief rolls down my skin, melting into a murky puddle at my feet where it seeps through the earth and makes a painful descent into hell. There, it mingles with the blazing stench and anger and torment that hide in the darkest shadows of fear and hatred of all mankind, until it steams into an angry, hissing mass of ugliness and explodes! Into nothing... And it’s gone. Destroyed. My grief is no more, though the rain continues to fall... from the heavens.

Yesterday I stood at the edge of the world And fell into wide, open eyes of blue, Oh, deep, blue eyes, more blue than midnight pearls That shined and laughed and glistened at the moon. Today we danced like lovers in the rain As drops of golden heaven kissed my eyes. Your soft, warm lips devoured all my shame And burned blue-fired fever down my spine. Tomorrow when the sun goes down I'll cry And go to sleep forever next to you Till again someday I 'waken at your side And smile to see we both a...

IN MY WAY You get in my way from the dawn of the day to the rise of the moon, But I fight you, despise you, and freeze my blood against the heat of your hand. Each time you enter my mind you sever my thoughts and change all my plans So disruption and torture now walk hand in hand, and pushed to the edge I fall to the sharks -- No. Not fall, I jump! You get in my way and I’ve nothing to say on the subject of love. It annoys me, inflames me, to know you would laugh at the flush of my cheek. Go...