

Waiting...... FarewellHow do u say goodbye...?..... good bye to a love.... Where do you begin .?..Where do you end......? One used to words... speechless... words inadequate... Feelings aplenty... how to convey them....? totally bereft of the correct descirption, the right intonation... punctuated by sighs and sobs.... unseen and unheard on paper. Poet.... ? allegedly....!., reduced to gaping goldfish like at a screen, at the page... at a life....mouth like mind, opening and closing as she strives to pin down the thousands of shards of feeling which spear every thought, every breath, every heartbeat. Important that the words are right, butWaiting...... Farewell


ShadowShadow......Shadow
You touch somewhere so deeply, a place where no one's been You give me strong sensations ,show me sights unseen I feel your every desire, they are mirrored by my own, To Hear your voice excites me, the accent and the tone, Flirtation changes angles,and balance slides away, your presence it ignites me , my control in disarray, Your power , and your stature hold me so entranced, With you it always feels so fresh , like the first time that we danced, Your lips are so magnetic, i long for each deep kiss, your mouth travelling my body, no inch of skin you miss.


CloakedCloaked...Cloaked
Darkness cloaks my stalking, the hunt at it's end soon Below the darkened rooftops, shot silver by the moon, In alleyways and doorways, humans walk the night, Oblivious to their fate, unprepared for the fight. I feel their warmth , vitality, i need to feed and soon, I have to flee these alleys, before sun replaces Gloom. Hidden in the corners, lurking ,stealth my friend, I see the one i want to take, my search is at it's end
His body strong and healthy, his skin perfumed and white, His eyes shine with energy, he will be mine this night. Our kiss is so intense


ResurrectionWithout you i stumble lost amid the dark. Incomplete, searching, a life so bleak, so stark, Empty , waiting, pacing restlessly, Wanting to see you, my soul to then fly free, In you i find home, warmth, hope, trust, Passion and fullfillment, mixes with the lust This rests on many levels, many fragments to explore. Not just the physical, deeper, so much more, Where does this come from, this force ,this connection, Making me live again, my personal resurrection, I crave you with a hunger i long thought had dissovled, Now withResurrection
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*Mayde of the woode....
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~ Sorry I didn't make it to curch, I was too busy practicing Witch Craft~
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*Mayde of the woode....
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~ Sorry I didn't make it to curch, I was too busy practicing Witch Craft~
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*Mayde of the woode....
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*Mayde of the woode....
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*Mayde of the woode....
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*Mayde of the woode....
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*Mayde of the woode....
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*Mayde of the woode....
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