.they greet me like old friends,. in Free Verse More Like This
ivory hands gripping my
shoulders a little too tight
to be forgiving
i tell them that i'm sorry,
and they know what i mean,
their smiles fade and the black
holes on their faces start to furrow
and i explain that it's not
quite time, not yet
i still haven't worked up the guts
to let them out
but they've heard this spiel before,
and it's getting harder to
silence the rattling, a myriad of
skulls and ribs that i can no longer
.the first time my father holds me,. in Personal More Like This
he shoves one hand
into my mothers arms
and grabs me
by the back of my babygrow, roughly
raises me up
with his big clenched fist
and i hang there, like a kitten
by the taut pink scruff
what a small nothing
(but now he is nothing, gone, dust)
.i've been dreaming. in Personal More Like This
ribs poking up
through the ground,
a white and fleshless
thing that rattles
in his sleep,
haunches bare and clean
as a whisker,
he wretches with
the face of a devil,
he drops me
a sack of love
in the morning,
on the carpet
as well as the eye,
am i showing
enough backbone now?
a crescent moon on
my skull of
so he can gaze
at it even in death,
i don't care much
for the rites but
he looks good
on my bedside table
i close my eyes
to those three
on my wall,
i don't see
i don't speak
i don't hear
(what is this, a fucking cathedral?)
.there are snakes. in Personal More Like This
in coils from me
and green, their mouths
dark fanged caverns
black eyes glittering
they see -
that mother tongue
that they know
i cannot speak
(if you can touch it, you can kill it, you can dream)
.she says. in Personal More Like This
you weren't made
for anything else
(cutting this cord day by day)
.i wake. in Personal More Like This
(he said dead was the best way that thing could ever have been anyway)
.don't come to me at 2am. in Free Verse More Like This
when your heart starts to split
its nuts and bolts
and your eyes are threatening to
burst their banks
i will be too busy trying to
solder my own
laying down sandbags and praying
the tide comes no higher
.how am i feeling? well today. in Personal More Like This
i'm a phoenix, doc, here get me
an ash tray i'll show you
and please i just wanna sleep
like lena does, i got a brain
like a ten ton weight
(and i'm still holding what's dead because no one else can carry it, and i can't get into bed until i find somewhere to bury it)
.september -. in Personal More Like This
i've been under
the illusion it's
for four days,
i sit on your knee
at the kitchen table,
roll one of the
bullets under my finger
cold gold and
do you know what
that is? -
but i don't think
you do -
you're fuckin weird,
you know that? fuckin
cold, maybe i'll just
start calling you
and he does
they grace me with
three days, and i cannot
to come with me
the only time i like you
is when you're asleep,
i gnaw one leg out of
just to crawl my way
(it takes everything i have not to smash my bottle over your head)
Godly Relationships 37: Pressure of SexIf you're seeing someone who's pressuring you to become sexually active, here's an important question to ask yourself: Why would you date a person like that? After all, if the person you're dating really cares about you-and if that person wants to spend the rest of his or her life with you-waiting isn't really a sacrifice, it's an honor. But if that person you're dating simply views you as a sexual conquest, then you'd better run in the opposite direction.Godly Relationships 37: Pressure of Sex in Editorial More Like This
Common sense tells you to wait; God's word commands you to wait; an your conscience begs you to wait. So wait! And if somebody tells you to do otherwise, they have absolutely no business dating you.
Godly Relationships 75: Share Your FaithGenuine faith was never meant to be locked up in the heart of a believer-to the contrary, it is meant to be shared with the world. But, if you sincerely wish to share your faith, you must first find it.Godly Relationships 75: Share Your Faith in Emotional More Like This
How can you find and strengthen your faith? Through praise, through worship, through fellowship, through Bible study, and through prayer. When you do these things, your faith will become stronger, and you will find ways to share your belief with your family, with your friends, with your dates, and with the world. And when you do, everybody wins.
Godly Relationships 97: Get Wisdom, Be HappyThe world has its own brand of wisdom, a brand of wisdom that is often wrong and sometimes dangerous. God, on the other hand, has a different brand of wisdom, a wisdom that will never lead you astray. Where will you place your trust today? Will you trust in the wisdom of fallible people, or will you place your faith in God's perfect wisdom? The answer to this question will determine the direction of your day and the quality of your relationships.Godly Relationships 97: Get Wisdom, Be Happy in Philosophical More Like This
Are you tired? Discouraged? Fearful? Be comforted and trust God. Are you worried or anxious? Be confident in God's power. Are you confused? Listen to the quiet voice of your Heavenly Father-He is not a God of confusion. Talk with Him; listen to Him; trust Him. His wisdom, unlike the "wisdom" of the world, will never let you down.
Godly Relationships 40: Live On PurposeLife is best lived on purpose. And purpose, like everything else in the universe, begins with God.Godly Relationships 40: Live On Purpose in Philosophical More Like This
Whether you realize it or not, God has a plan for your life, a divine calling, a direction in which He is leading you. When you welcome God into your heart and establish a genuine relationship with Him, He will begin, in time, to make His purposes known.
Sometimes, God's intentions will be clear to you; other times, God's plan will seem uncertain at best. But even on those difficult days when you are unsure which way to turn, you must never lose sight of these overriding facts: God created you for a reason; He has important work for you to do; and He's waiting patiently for you to do it.
And the next step is up to you.
Godly Relationships 45: Don't Give UpDo you sincerely want to live a life that is pleasing to God? If so, you must remember that life is not a sprint, it's a marathon that calls for preparation, determination, and lots of perseverance.Godly Relationships 45: Don't Give Up in Philosophical More Like This
Are you one of those people who doesn't give up easily, or are you quick to bail out when the going gets tough? If you've developed the unfortunate habit of giving up at the first sign of trouble, it's probably time for you to have a heart-to-heart talk with the person you see every time you look in the mirror.
Jesus finished what He began, and so should you. Despite His suffering, despite the shame of the cross, Jesus was steadfast in His faithfulness to God. You must remain faithful, especially when times are tough.
Do you want to build a closer relationship with God? Then don't give up. And if you're facing a difficult situation, remember this: whatever your problem, God can handle it. Your job is to keep persevering until He does.
Godly Relationships 7: Shared ValuesIf you're still searching for Mr. or Mrs. Right, be patient, be prudent, and be picky. Look for someone whose values you respect, who behavior you approve of, and whose faith you admire. Remember that appearances can be deceiving and tempting. And when it comes to the important task of building a lifetime relationship with the guy or girl of your dreams, pray about it!Godly Relationships 7: Shared Values in Emotional More Like This
If you happen to be one of those very lucky ones who has already fallen madly in love with the same wonderful person who has already fallen madly in love with you, say a great thanks to the Matchmaker in heaven. But if you haven't yet found a soul-mate who honors both you and God, don't fret. Just keep trusting your Father in heaven, and keep yourself open to the direction in which He is leading you. And remember: God wants to give His approval, but He won't give it until He's asked. So ask, listen, and decide accordingly.
Godly Relationships 96: God is WatchingYou can keep some secrets from other people, but you can't keep any secrets from God. God knows what you think and what you do. And, if you want to please Him, you must start with good intentions and a pure heart.Godly Relationships 96: God is Watching in Emotional More Like This
If your heart tells you not to do something, don't do it! If your conscience tells you that something is wrong, stop! If you feel ashamed by something you've done, don't do it ever again! And if your spirit is being crushed by a relationships you're in, escape!
And while you're at it, don't do anything that you wouldn't do if God were standing right behind you, looking over your shoulder...because He is.
Godly Relationships 92: FeelingsHebrews 10:38 teaches that we should live by faith. Yet sometimes, despite our best intentions, negative feelings can rob us of the peace and abundance that would otherwise be ours through Christ. When anger or anxiety separates us from the spiritual blessings that God has in store, we must rethink our priorities and renew our faith. And we must place faith above feelings. Human emotions are highly variable, decidedly unpredictable, and often fickle. So we must learn to live by faith, not by the ups and downs of our emotional roller coasters.Godly Relationships 92: Feelings in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes during this day, you will probably be gripped by a strong negative emotion. Distrust it. Reign it in. Test it. And turn it over to God. Your emotions will inevitably change; God will not. So trust Him completely as you watch your feelings slowly evaporate into thin air-which they will.
Godly Relationships 88: An Escape HatchIf you feel like you're being boxed in by temptation, remember this: you're never completely trapped-there's always an escape hatch. And how, you ask, can you find the way out? Well, you can start by talking to God.Godly Relationships 88: An Escape Hatch in Philosophical More Like This
Beth Moore observed, "Because Christ has faced our every temptation without sin, we never face a temptation that has no door of escape." Her words apply to you.
So the next time you face a strong urge to do something wrong, slow yourself down and have a little chat with your Creator. When you talk to Him-sincerely, prayerfully, and as often as necessary-you can overcome any temptation. No exceptions.
Godly Relationships 78: Be StillThe Bible teaches that a wonderful way to get to know God is simply to be still and listen to Him. But sometimes, you may find it hard to slow down and listen.Godly Relationships 78: Be Still in Editorial More Like This
As the demands of everyday life weigh down upon you, you may be tempted to ignore God's presence or-worse yet-rebel against His commandments. But, when you quiet yourself and acknowledge His presence, God touches your heart, restores your spirits, and gives you the perspective you need to make good decisions. So why not let Him do it now? If you really want to get to know your Heavenly Father, silence is a wonderful place to start.
Mind, oh MindSmiley face, smiley face, can't you ever see?Mind, oh Mind in Free Verse More Like This
So much to be sad about, so much that could be
Going wrong for everyone, going wrong for you.
Smiley face, smiley face, don't you feel it too?
Sad face, sad face, can't you ever tell?
So much could be going great, going oh so well
Sad face, sad face, can't you ever see?
Life is spend much better when your thinking thoughts of glee.
Mind, oh mind, why can't you agree?
Thinking everything at once is slowly killing me...
RIP Unborn BabyTiny little bodyRIP Unborn Baby in Free Verse More Like This
Quiet little heartbeats.
See this little pea? That's how big you are right now.
But Mommy doesn't know that yet.
Little fingers start to grow
out of tiny little hands.
See this little peanut? That's how big you are right now.
But Mommy doesn't know that yet.
Your tiny legs start to grow
out of your sweet little body.
See this little pencil tip? That's how big your footprints are right now.
But Mommy doesn't know that yet.
Weak little heartbeat.
Weak little baby.
See these smiles on our faces? That's how loved you are right now.
But you don't know that yet.
Gone little heartbeat.
Gone little baby.
See us walking into the doctor's office? That's how excited we are right now.
But you don't know that yet.
"I'm so sorry for your loss."
See these tears on our faces? That's how much we love you right now.
But you don't know that yet.
A baby that had Daddy'
I am Me. Who are You?I am thirteen years old.I am Me. Who are You? in Free Verse More Like This
I am not typical.
I am not average.
I am me.
I have been in two mental facilities.
Both times for thoughts of suicide.
I am not emo.
I am not a freak.
I am me.
My mother attempted suicide about six months ago.
My sister attempted suicide when i was eight.
But, I am not a victim.
I am not tortured.
I am me.
My father had a heart attack just over a week ago.
He was hospitalized for nine days.
He recently returned to the hospital for kidney problems.
I suffer from Bipolar Disorder with Psychotic Features.
I have hallucinations.
I have delusions.
But I am not a disorder.
I am not my difficulties.
I am not my troubles.
I am me.
Poor Man's GoldHush the youngest children, for the demon in the skiesPoor Man's Gold in Free Verse More Like This
Treasuring the very thought of anyone's demise
Glitter fades to black and shining moonlight fades to dust
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's trust
Tragic, empty melodies and blood beneath the air
Fearlessly escape the wind and drown without a care
Treasure death as platinum, as silver and as gold
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's gold...
CanvasLet her paint a masterpiece,Canvas in Free Verse More Like This
Let her paint a lie
Let her paint a word inside the shining silver skies.
Let her paint a mystery,
Let her paint a sin
Let her paint the things that lie in darkness deep within.
Let her paint a masterpiece
(but this time there's a twist)
Make the brush a blade and let the canvas be her wrist...
What Happened?I used to think make upWhat Happened? in Free Verse More Like This
Made people ugly.
Now I think I'm ugly without it.
I used to think people
Always loved me.
Now I think everyone hates me.
I used to think everybody
Was my best friend.
Now I think no one truly is.
I used to think
Boys were icky!
Now I wish I had one.
What happened to being
Magic WandDragons fly through poison skies, their whispers in the windMagic Wand in Free Verse More Like This
Ladybugs in black sandcastles, scratches on your skin
Hopscotch over quicksand, and a castle made of dirt
Shining silver crowns and dancing 'round in spinning skirts
Bloody, ruined princesses locked up in towers tall
Watching as the prince quickly begins to fall
Slowly, as the innocence does take her darling life
Please do watch now, as the magic wand becomes a knife...
Front page...Liquid chains cling to my anklesFront page... in Free Verse More Like This
Feathers of a bird tickle my nose.
Haunted by the voices in this cold dark cell
Longing for the scent of a light pink rose.
Ocean waves beat upon a sandy shore
A sea of hatred and rage.
Dragonflies swim through air so light
But this stuff never gets to the front page.
SchizophreniaSmile.Schizophrenia in Free Verse More Like This
"What are you doing?"
Trying to escape.
Look behind you.
Are they there?
You'll never understand it.
Rip your hair out.
Cover your ears.
They want you to die.
They're out for you.
Shut the door.
Lock it again.
"Are you okay?"
You'll never make it.
Fall to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you going through?"
"What's wrong with you?"
... "I don't know."
Mannequin (Doctor Who)Sunsets paint the silver skies and whispers flood the landMannequin (Doctor Who) in Free Verse More Like This
Mannequins do come to life, a pistol in their hand
Midnight burns beneath them as the victims they erase
Innocent young girl with looks of panic on her face
Nobody can save you, or so everybody thought
They would be exterminated, bodies left to rot
Never would he let us die or let his people go
After all, a gardener would never hurt his Rose…
Elle and Mias: Chapter 37Elias was being oddly cooperative when the party returned to the castle and Hilda informed her elder sister about their new 'guest'. Helga wasted no time throwing him into a prison cell; she didn't even bother to interrogate him. And Elias didn't fight or even object. He might have been fatigued, but that didn't explain his sudden mellow demeanor.Elle and Mias: Chapter 37 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I don't know what you're up to," Elle said to him from beyond the prison bars. "But I'm sure it's nothing good."
"Heh," his lips curved into a smile. "I just thought I'd pay my long lost sister a visit. I didn't expect you to be here, ruining my good name."
"Your name is as filthy as you are," Elle said bravely. "Your sister's better off not knowing she has a man like you for a brother."
"I'm well aware of Elias," a deep female voice spoke up and Elle turned to see Helga escorting Ia into the cell ward.
Now that Elle got a clear look at the woman, it was obvious she was a Dormaeus what with her dark hair and custom eye markings. She carried
Elle and Mias: Chapter 57Elle turned her nose to the autumn wind and let a current of wheat scented air waft into her tiny nostrils. After sighing happily, she pointed the stalks out to Berenos. "This section is ripe!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 57 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Alright!" Berenos called back to her.
Elle smiled and brushed a bit of dirt off her cheek.
Four months had passed since their return from the northland and life overall had been uneventful. Mias was busy enjoying the prospects of being an undergarment conglomerate and taking the Dormaeus family in a new direction. Mias' ties with his sister in Noric also put him in position to represent his region when the embassy got together to discuss politics. He was becoming quite a powerful man without needing to use his magic.
The Stag brothers busied themselves fostering Fionos. Elle saw the three frequently enough and often stayed with them when Mias had business errands he had to tend too. Today was one of those days. She was busying herself helping them with the harvest of their crops.
"I never thoug
Elle and Mias: Chapter 35Noric: the lonely north land filled with mountains and snow was where Elle found herself when she woke up. Her rescuer was no where to be seen, but the friendly warmth of a strong fire and soft fur greeted her in the most welcoming of ways. She was tired, her body not used to the thinner air and thus slept until she could adapt.Elle and Mias: Chapter 35 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Nn !" She stretched herself out and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. As her vision cleared, she noticed one of the furs was brushing up against her leg like it had a mind of its own.
She threw the covers back to discover a young white furred stag curled up in a ball against her legs. His ears were twitching as he slept and he had the tip of his thumb in his mouth, all very cute of course, but disturbing none the less to Elle when she discovered she had a bed partner.
"EEE!!" She shrieked.
The fawn jumped from his sleep, his gray eyes wide open, and screamed along with Elle.
"Wh-Wh-What are you doing?!" Elle clutched the covers up around her.
Elle and Mias: Chapter 55All Elle could do was wait. The halls of Kaldberg castle, which once made her feel welcomed, now made her feel isolated and alone. The cloud of death hung low around all the inhabitants of the castle, reminding everyone of their own mortality and words that are best said when happiness, not sorrow, can still blossom from them.Elle and Mias: Chapter 55 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Daddy " Hilda whimpered as she buried her head into Alu's chest. It didn't take her long at all to accept the Runeskeeper as her father and she had every intention of continuing their relationship as child and parent.
Alu simply smiled and stroked his daughter's short hair tenderly.
"He's not a handkerchief, Hilda," Helga reminded her. "I don't understand how you can cry for an evil man "
"Someone has to!" Hilda sniffled. "He might have done a lot of bad things, but he was still human If we don't value his life, we're no better than he was and I don't think it's possible for anyone to be truly evil "
"How stupid " Helga mutt
Elle and Mias: Chapter 38"ACHOO!" Abernos sneezed and promptly wiped his finger under his nose as he and Viola followed a frost covered trail without the assistance of Leadbury's nose to guide them. "Gah that Leadbury..."Elle and Mias: Chapter 38 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It can't be helped. He doesn't have fur to insulate his body," Viola said calmly as she marched on ahead of him. "How can you complain of the cold? I'm having no difficulty."
"You're clearly not a normal woman," Abernos sniffled and rubbed his mitten covered hands together for warmth. "How are we supposed to pinpoint Elle without Leadbury's nose anyway? All he told us was to continue heading north."
"Weren't you supposed to be optimistic Mr. Abernos?"
"Not when it's this cold out," he trotted to catch up with her. "Speaking of optimism, you have an interestingly high degree of confidence Miss Viola."
"Because it's all a little too coincidental. We believe Elias was heading to Noric and based on Leadbury's tracking that appears to be where Elle is as well. I'm willing to bet their paths
Elle and Mias: Chapter 36Elle quickly acclimated herself to the white marble halls that gave her hospitality. The first time she stepped outside, she beheld the crystallized palace cut into the mountain side. It glistened despite the clouded skies and the low light from the deceitful sun that provided no warmth at all and kept the castle's frozen form.Elle and Mias: Chapter 36 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Is it made out of ice?" Elle asked as she followed Fionos and Hilda into the forest of tall trees beyond the mountain where the castle stood.
"It only looks that way," Hilda said. "During the summer months the layers of ice melt away and you'll see it's all white marble. Of course our summers are so very brief that by the time everything melts, it's snowing again."
"The royal family of Noric tends to build into the mountains because it's easy to camouflage, and the Aquila need to roost at high elevations," Fionos explained.
"Wouldn't eggs freeze at higher elevations?" Elle asked ignorantly.
"You're birds, so you lay eggs, right?"
Hilda burst into l
Elle and Mias: Chapter 43The cold dawn was ushered in by a strong northern wind echoing through the frozen mountains. Its howl rattled the windows of Fionos' bedchamber where the young Stag had convinced Elle to stay for the night. The sound of the approaching blizzard stirred Elle from her sleep and she slowly turned her head to the window. It was snowing, not really a surprising weather event given the region, but the size of the flakes made it look like someone had torn open a bag of white feathers.Elle and Mias: Chapter 43 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She yawned and pulled herself upright. She sat for a few moments as her eyes and mind came into focus. She remembered locking Elias in him room and informing one of the guards of the situation before heading to Fionos' room. Poor thing didn't have any more tears to shed, so he just sought comfort in her arms until he fell asleep. Elle didn't have the heart to leave him and so she stayed with him to make sure he'd be alright.
She looked down at the sleeping fawn and smoothed back the hair on his head.
Elle and Mias: Chapter 39The click of Elias' boots resounded through the halls, followed by the echoing chip of talons against the stone floor. He quickened his pace in hopes of putting some distance between him and his follower, but alas the friendly horror remained on his tail. His tolerance for annoyance finally reached its boiling point. He whirled and shouted, "Must you follow me?!"Elle and Mias: Chapter 39 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hilda smiled, "Yes. Lady Ia isn't as naïve as you think she is. You get one chance. If you betray her trust, you'll be thrown back into prison and left to rot. So be a good boy Eli, okay?"
Elias cringed at the affectionate and disgusting nickname she bestowed upon him. "I'm finding it a bit difficult to stay in good spirits with your constant irritating presence."
"You don't like me, do you?" She asked, a smile still on her face.
"You're a feather headed, bird brained, molting mess of stupidity plagued with annoyance and irritation that supersedes a rash!" He shouted.
She giggled, "Eli, you sound like my sister."
Elle and Mias: Chapter 58Abernos hummed a happy little tune to himself as he road through the old farming village on his way home from East Port City. In place of his usual loincloth, he wore a shirt, vest, and trousers. His hair had been combed back, but the wind on his journey had already blown it back to its normal style. His chipped horn had grown back enough for the damage to be unnoticeable at a glance, but the symmetry of the points remained off. He didn't mind it though. It'd grow back after all.Elle and Mias: Chapter 58 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Abernos!" The busty waitress from the local pub caught his attention. She was still a rather big woman with tight, strawberry blonde curls tucked under her bonnet and an apron shielding her modest dress from dirt and grime.
"Oh, hello Morwen," Abernos slowed his horse and cart. "How are you?"
"Bit sad ya haven't been to see me lately, love."
"It has been a while since I stopped in for a drink, hasn't it?" Abernos scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Been about a month since I last even saw your f
Elle and Mias: Chapter 51No being is completely impervious to outside forces. Everyone, whether they accept or deny it, has a weakness. To survive that weakness must be guarded diligently; so it has been since life began once upon a time.Elle and Mias: Chapter 51 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Captain of the Guard, Helga, kept secrets hidden under lies and armor, with no intention to expose or have them exploited. Her inner security, however, was not guarded against the likes of black magic. All it took was a bit of casually observed information for the spell to worm itself inside her mind could pry open her soul like a book, giving Elias all he'd need to manipulate her buried darkness.
The information: two almost invisible scars present across the sides of Hilda's wrists. Once hidden my feathers, their contrast with her flesh told him quite a tale that fit in with why the Aquila wasn't as strong as the others. She'd been damaged long before he took his blade to her.
"You okay?" Abernos asked. He'd recently glanced down at Hilda and found the tiny bird woman lookin
You call it Judgement, We call it SinEmily needs the words to understand that she isn't being unreasonable. She just wants them to mean something and not be a string of words which flows into itself over and over again.You call it Judgement, We call it Sin in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She doesn't like her name either. Not because Emily isn't a pretty name but because she would rather be called something she feels like. (She has never quite forgiven her parents for choosing her name for her.) If she could, she would call herself Glass, because that is what she wakes up feeling like every morning. As if crystallised pieces of glass are edible and her insides tingle as she swallows them whole.
Emily lets the words call her names sometimes. She writes them on her knees so that she can remember them. Sometimes the words call her a whore, and sometimes stupid, and sometimes a loser and sometimes a tramp (She has never learnt that loving too much is a crime and boys with pretty eyes sometimes lie.). She sits in the bathroom with a pen the colour of blood and writes them carefully
City of LightYou are my city.City of Light in Free Verse More Like This
Your eyes are the gates,
Your soul is my transport
Your veins the roads I must travel.
You should never ever be afraid
of my knowing you too well.
Or of my being too close to you.
Can you ever,
Even after living your whole life in it,
Know a city too well?
A Snowfall CandlelitMy version of winter has always been flawed. It is controlled by the fall of snow and the exact amount of the ground it covers. It never ever covers the tiny little patch in the garden, right near the broken tin roofed shed. I suppose that is why I just like the idea of snow. But I do not love it.A Snowfall Candlelit in Free Verse More Like This
(Realisation: I suppose that little corner represents the only part of me that even I cannot love.)
I met a man with candle lit wolf eyes and a strong, warm lion heart, who tells me Sea God stories before disappearing into a cold, cold winter's morning, fog cloaking his very essence.
(Addendum: Sometimes I think of five a.m. coffee, and wonder if your smile didn't hold all of winter's warmth in it, whether I would still be liking the idea of it.)
He lights candles and turns my room into a place of sanctity and prayer often. It makes the love making ironic in a way, I suppose. But nothing he ever does fails to intrigue the very fabric that my cotton soul is made of.
Body Speak, Mouth Don't."I need a favour. You got a minute?"Body Speak, Mouth Don't. in Free Verse More Like This
No. No I don't.
My heart feels ripped out of my chest and trampled on too often.
My ears open to screams in the morning.
My eyes close crying every night.
My mind always turns dreams into nightmares.
My lungs contract too soon for me to catch my breath.
My worries far outweigh my years.
My brain feels overworked, overwrought, so tired.
My stomach cramps every night and I curl up in pain.
My knees weaken often but I'm still standing.
My mouth goes dry and I can't speak.
My hands dampen because I have too much to think about.
My bones feel weaker than they ever have before.
But I don't think it's anything to be worried about, really.
"Sure. How can I help you?"