Spiraldeath47

When I look into her eyes I see a soul with the ability to rival the night sky of its awe and intrigue, every brilliant facet another pin prick to loose oneself within. Hidden deep within a chasm of self doubt and past experience. A depth one would gladly plummet for the chance to hold her tight. A spirit that clings to the light above with a determination of change bound only by perception of worth. If only the realisation of the true beauty one beholds and its effect on those near. I would forsake any deity or power that could allow such a free spirit to remain caged unable to flourish. I would humbly pray to those same god

The heart withered cold dark and in pain. Unable to beat such thoughts all consuming. Encompassing life, uncertain light or warmth shall reach its depths again. Knowing love so real, so pure. Epic in all its emotion, elation and depression. Exists How can one go forth with such knowledge. How can one go forth with out such knowledge. A paradoxical state of awareness. Terrifying to ones core yet comforting for all eternity. Nov 2009

Her face and smile, sweet smell long forgotten. Time fading a memory unrequited. Awakening spark of recognition, feelings buried deep still inside. Canvas of soul vibrant and true, tenderness warm like morning rays. Dark impressions easy to recall, there absent hue a moonlight smile. A cataclysm of yesterday, breathless remembrance felt unimagined. Nov 2009