Her cry ( Read more... )

...because it is heartening to watch them, and it is spring.

Touch me, I become
real in your arms, the sigh of
your breath on my skin

sweeter than berries.
I reach, for to reach is life
and I live in you.

Together, we are
Eternal, eternity
itself holds no fear.

To touch is heaven.
Love is heaven, love is here
In timeless kisses.
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from high mountain peaks ( Read more... )

I am the vessel ( Read more... )

I fall, and I drown
In the warm, dark waters that
Call and beckon me

The sea is always
There, always waiting for me
And I can only

Submit, surrender
To forces beyond control
And find desire.

Call me, with the voice
Of the Sea, pull me into
Your arms, let me drown.

The crash of the waves
Is the thunder of your heart.
Let me embrace them.

Phoenix, Renewer, hear me ( Read more... )

( perhaps one day to be a song )

I'm rather pleased with it, really, though it feels a little too sad.

A flower of glass
Lying in winter sunshine
Warmer than the snow

Stronger than the ice
But seeming just as fragile
Waiting for spring thaw

I bring the warm sun
And winter white turns to green
But there is no bloom.

Storm winds ride over
The battlefields of the slain.
I remember you.