So, how'd you do it? How'd you creep inside my head And make me imagine all sorts of stuff When all I wanted to do was sleep-- Nod off innocently and forget. --1993
‘Nuff Said–1993
Month: July 2017
Whimsical Thought–1991
On a clear day, when the wind blows clean, you can smell death in the air. But on a cloudy, star-filled night, the sound of love is deafening. --1991
Autumn–1990
It's close to midnight-- the Witching Hour. Candles light our way as we travel through the corridor. Cobwebs and rats' nests bar our way. The darkness closes in on us and the mist brushes tenderly against my face like ghostly fingertips. I hear the howling of the wind in the trees outside--an eerie sound that … Continue reading Autumn–1990
The Dream–1989
I feel myself falling into darkness--emptiness--and I reach for you for support. But I am falling too fast. You grab for me, but I am already beyond your reach as the ground crumbles beneath me. And I am falling through space and time. I hear you calling my name from somewhere above--or is it below-- … Continue reading The Dream–1989
Icy Kiss–1990
Sighing softly, she looks out the window, waiting for a sign of life. There were no birds singing, no dogs barking. Winter is such a dead time. The dark skeletons of a long-sleeping grove of trees fade against a grey sky. No, she thinks. No one will come. Such is the life of the winter's … Continue reading Icy Kiss–1990
Reminiscing–1990
I feel the rain falling all around me as I gaze into the box. All of the letters you wrote when we were in love; all the trinkets you gave so freely at one time. I collected and kept them all. Now they're in the box. You look so confused, like you don't understand how … Continue reading Reminiscing–1990
A Series of Random Thoughts
The sun rises slowly, the lovers wake-- The rain dries. Wish you were here. All of us. --1991 . . . . Did you ever notice the steady, lonely feeling on a starless night? Where do all the wishes go? --1991 . . . . "I'll love you till the end of time." Those words, … Continue reading A Series of Random Thoughts
Passion–1990
I feel your eyes as you look at me from across the room. I hear your breath rasp into the silence. I sense your pulse racing as you reach for me. You are passion, and you grip me tightly. --1990
For Chris–1991
Call to the wild. Hear the response. Ringing in your ears Is the bell of forever. Sacrifice your sanity to save yourself. --1991
Seasons–1990
To everything, there is a season-- and this is our season: a time for us to grow, a time for us to care, a time for us to learn about each other. --1990
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