A poem and Flaming June by Lord Frederic Leighton

[xjessica_faithx]

I awake ascended

I awake with fear of knowing

I’ve ascended from this place

Believe myself of wanting

A form of unsteady grace

And I call forward

To you with weeping

Gasping, chocking on your care

Find I’m barely breathing

Succumbing to your version of fair

Jessica Faith Cooley

June 5, 2006

Comments

[normaniac]

O lofty language! You're great poet, I knew it all along..
and truly beautiful picture...

*bear-hug*

[xjessica_faithx]

Thank you so much!
It means allot to me really...
I know isn’t it beautiful

*huge hugs*

[soulful_demon]

that's a perfect mood picture to go with you lovely poem. Nice one Jess :)

[xjessica_faithx]

I thought it fit rather well too
Thank you so much

*hugs*

[chardonneret_1]

Thats a pretty poem, I liked it.
I also like the claughdaugh background on your page.

[xjessica_faithx]

Oh thank you so much, I'm happy you liked it.

Thank you
I couldn’t find a background I liked so I decided to make my own. Happy you like it.

*Would you mind if I friend you?