I wrote a poem about love and It read itself and sneered, yanked the pencil out of my hand, flipped the eraser tip into suicide grip and rubbed

I miss you

It is a perfect path with well-cut… that leads you right along the twi… and tortuous corridors up to the e… or to the silent center of a maze. Here sunlight hardly enters, light…

The funny thing about tears is how powerful they are the tears sliding down my face signal an apology to you for the emotional hurt i’ve given.

His voice makes all the difference All it takes is a single word From his lips the word does fall In my heart it is heard His voice soothes me

You touched me... I pulled you into my arms and You were safe. I caressed your face and I felt love all the way to my toes. I looked at you in wonder and you kissed me. You tasted like ...

I wish I could hold you. I wish I could let you cry it all… I wish... But I can’t. I can’t make it all better.

Small devils, demons, angels soull… Inhabit nether worlds avoid the li… Today they weave their webs in cyb… Vicarious they are another race We worked and played in stark real…

Last night an angel told me to fly… Through where there is no fire. That what has been suffered stays… and in prayers, I never died.

Desperately hanging on the edge of… I listen to the lingering whispers Her voice so sedate and soothing Her hands so warm Her body inviting