An Apology, Most Sincere
thy cheek
in the emotion of the moment
I quite forgot the proper way...
Yet I could not resist the burning...
flame that flared when you
embraced me...
...and tenderly returned my kiss.
Maiden
She glistened with a dewy radiance
of the moon's soft beams;
her golden hair
a weave of warm
sunlight and stars
Gray clouds,
Green emeralds,
and spring blue skies
swirl together,
forming doe-like eyes,
windows to her soul.
Porcelain skin,
thin and clear,
kissed with roseglow blossoms
upon her petal soft cheeks
Her slight figure,
fragile as glass
and her strength
like a midnight sky
reflected by clouds
of Wisdom
and the bell-like laughter
of the ancient gods,
smiling.
Feminine grace
and fairy-like form
fly to meet the stars.
The light poured down upon the stone
shedding a golden glow upon the garden path
The flecks of mica glistened
radiantly. As she kneeled down to ponder
the hazy vision that encircled her mind
warmth touched the blood red lips
that parted slightly at the thought sensuously
She moistened the lips of wine
ripe and delicious
Were the kisses of rose petal lips
delicate and fragile as her porcelain skin
china blue eyes filled with
crystalline tears clear and pure
They fell gracefully down satin cheeks
as emotion flooded her soul.
broken by shattered dreams
believed only by children
lost in the oceans
of the world.
Silence
The silence is deafening...
The screams of the quiet observer lingering in the minds of the dreary.
Pushing, scraping against the windowpane
Pressure. holding me inside
the oppression
Pleading with me to release the soul
begging for freedom
flying into the midnight sky
unaware of the pain
Closing my eyes to the storm.
Numbness invades the emotion
releasing the energy into the wind.
Burning
The flames illuminated
the dying girl
broken bloody
and full of pain
fear in her tear filled eyes
were engulfed by orange tongues
of consuming hatred.
They didn't understand
they never could
Outsiders can't see into
the world of our blood
I am leaving this world now
the world full of hate
of fear of pain
the world i loved
The child in me will never live
to see this world
consumed by flame,
drenched in blood
Falling
To fly upon a broomstick, The glint of silver stars We all are here forever Yes, this twisted bluish orb,
beyond the miles of pain
would be the finest dream
a girl could choose to claim.
perched up in the cobalt sky
make my stomach turn
just thinking i may die
this twisting time called life,
but why must we split apart
and cause our children strife?
floating in the black
makes my stomach turn
and pray i don't come back.
The Curtain
So this is what it feels like
outside looking in the clear
shiny glass that separates my
two worlds.
Now I am to be shut inside
another transparent room,
inside looking out to the
world i have lost; have known
pain, pride, and gloom.
Never Glory, never joy
the applause was not mine.
It couldn't belong to me, but
the dream never belonged to them.
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Away from the water
the blue green mist
brushing my lips with silky breezes
of long autumn nights that October--
so long ago
I felt thouse fireflys glowing inside,
bringing passion and warmth
to my thawing heart
Yet butterflys have com
and gone
and now I am alone
Alone,
unshielded from the chill
ice emotions the fire within seems
Empty,
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