skipping stones

Sunday, April 10, 2005

a simple touch

an intake of breath

a gaze held

rainbow emotions

flowing endlessly

in and out of bubbles created

sparks above

raining all around

sometimes shimmering on the skin

scars fading

as the twilight turns dim

giving way to a night

as long as the distance tht grows

Sunday, February 22, 2004 12:03:20 AM

Saturday, April 02, 2005

i'm tired of bending...... arnd everyones whims and fancies...... its contorted me beyond recognition and now i'm having trouble tying my own shoelaces..... shouldnt thr be a built in make yourself chip in everyones head? i'm no longer afraid of hitchhiking ...the bruises they can gift will only hurt for a while....where as you my friend .....