sat lookin through the screen-doorwhile she played some spanish tune on her guitar softand the light did fade on down to the cold westleaving us by th..
she picks up the shardsof her broken mind places them in neat arrangement of prettiest coloursgiving such names and thinks of lives they have never le..
the heartbeat of the living nightbreathed its magic into my mindas she sailed into the room like fairytale of an ocean tidesweeping away all that i ha..
i will not adorn thiswill not weave in images that would distractwill not fill the heart of itwith tender thoughtsi will let it speak in its own words..
pastel monotone thoughts paintan image of me in her mindcomplete with shrinkwrapand a bright smiley face stickerher eager hand sweats the dealt moment..
she laughs as the windtakes her hair and makes it dancethe rain has just passedand the road is still dampbut she walks barefoot on the cool pavementle..
her father scraped his way across the wooden floorhauling his dead weight of ragesand cursing the libel that landed him herehe paused labouring his br..
her desperate beauty clings to my heartlike the wayward soul seeking shelterfrom wild winds risingalready fond of her delicate smile i collapse while ..
the spanish seaside townas the sun setsis golden to the eyeand warm to the soulfull of lifeand beautydid not seek this placebut fate sought it for mes..
she moves sleepheaded in the bed next to meand in the stillness of the mornings dim lighther hand finds its way across my chest and like an idle dance..