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I see your eyes, killing me They are so alive The wraiths are biting tonight As a passage in time comes to an end In ways I would never have d..

and Poetry I feel your arms around me in my sleep Lying with you- head rested upon your chest I revel in the gentle feel of the sheets I pul..

I wonder if I should call you…no You are not home.. I go about my day combing out poodle ears Clipping them with the shears Suddenl..

y The birth of this new year came early for me It started it's contractions about 4 months before the due date With no warnings- the warm fluid..

My pen feels as though it writes these words in sand The rich black ink has drained away while I was not looking And instead of language rich ..

The mists blind me The fog is heavy and dense Yet I breath it in and feel you A warm mist that gives me sustenance I long for the fog to e..

As Psyche lay across her husband's body Realizing his great beauty and her folly Pricked by his arrow in the tangle Perceiving him from anoth..

hush …be quiet and keep the secret meet me in the mountain night at the edge of the pond beneath the harvest moon's light it is full a..

Where did this start This boundless macrocosm of devotion For your soul that has found such fire in my heart Was this an agreement made in t..

In a small lit corner of the house After the festivity has waned quiet as a mouse going over and over your words again Sitting in the dark I..