| My personal favs... Pretty self-explanatory, I think. |


..::the stand::..she stands on the edge...::the stand::..
not quite grounded,
hounded by thoughts that slide into focus- and back out again.
rack them again. she'll hit the cue dead center if she can. winner take all
make the call only to find the phone line's been cut. the doors are shut and barred against her. her ship refuses to dock, she glances at the clock.
no more waiting.
with a look, she wills the winds to blow,
the seas to sway. tides change at a wave from her hand.
still standing on that edge, she commands a change of fate. &nb


..::the sound of silence::..strangers sharing a common silence..::the sound of silence::..
like lovers share a heartbeat. quiet is a contract no one wants to break; a promise that will remain unspoken, for to speak it, is to abolish it.
the ceaseless silence continues but occasionally becomes too much too bear.
someone shifts
...rustle of newspaper.
...creak of a chair.
...scratch of my pencil.
footsteps in the hall as someone forgets about us.
a whispered word, and all heads turn in the direction, like flowers stretching toward the sunshine.
the sounds of m


..::The Downfall::..It begins with you. I sin with you, I let the Devil in, with you...::The Downfall::..
Hand in hand we make our descent, Our
D O W N F A L L
Into Darkness.
The quiet accusations are cruel,
So we laugh them away, defiant. I rely on you to lead me astray; Don't want to find a way back to the light.
...It's blinding, anyway.
We devise our own path Lined with everything but good intentions. I mention our misdeeds,
You reassure me with a kiss.
We continue our transgressions to the


Colored RainOut on the street in the midst of a storm. Skies are dark, Rain lashes at my pale skin, Winds howl and beat me back. Cold and wet I walk, Slosh through the floods. Roadsve disappeared. Im alone.Colored Rain
Then youre there.
And you color the rain. You turn the angry winds into sweet melodies, Turn the skies into works of art. I soak you up, Gather you in the way the waters embracing me. Im safe as I drown in you,
Drink you down. Your warm arms break through the cold, Warm me to my soul.
Fold me i


..::mascara stains::..See the pain in my mascara stains, smudges on an old love letter lost. The mattress retains the shape of your body but the warmth is gone. My arms still feel your skin but no longer reach for you...::mascara stains::..
Dry your own eyes, you left me behind.
Dripping faucets mock the rhythm you used to tap on my thighs. Rusty hinges creak the words you used to speak, Cracks in the plaster walls spell your name, Your face reflected on my window pane. I watched as you left me broken in my room.
You said goodbye.
Im trying to stay sane but the image of you was retained on my


..::The Fall::..I wove the threads together When you said forever, But the note you left on my still warm pillow says: Fragile...::The Fall::..
A tempest sized tear slides along and the glue is gone, No longer holding the delicate strands.
As it unravels I catch the pieces And spin them into a cold steel chain, Painfully connecting each link to get back to you.
But I slip and it swings, Infuriatingly close yet out of grasp. The clasp comes undone.
Time's up and I've not won. One more dream and the wasted
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