My Dearest, My love..
On this near sacred of momentums,
We have endured much, We survived a lot..
Year after Year I bring Thee a Gift on Valentines day..
I have brought Thee words from my Heart,
I have brought thee gifts I made by hand,
I even brought thee the means to keep track,
track of time we spent apart...
So now what can I bring thee my love,
What thou have not gotten before..?
Other than a simple gesture,
From Me to thee I giveth this...
We are together, we are indeed Two,
Two Hearts, two Souls and two minds...
But always know My dearest Love,
Know that We are truly One Love.....
And know that I Love thee more,
than
Sometimes..
I do not know who I am, when I am what I am..
Nor do I understand, Why I am the way that I am,
Or make sence of all I feel, when I feel it...
I do not see, what I see even if it is right before me...
But... of one thing I am convinced above all,
Without thee my world would surely crumble.
And I myself would definatly befall....
Of this I can asure thee My love,
This truth is so painfully clear in sight..
I can withstand anything, anything
knowing that thou art by my side...
How I Love thee, My sweet muse,
My dearest, my only beloved..
And O... How I do miss thee so...
To Those that gone before Me, missed but not forgotten...
I am done, defeated by faith I lie here and like a movie,
i recollect the past moments of vision,
clarity undefined, strangely i hear no sounds,
thou lips i see moving, smiles and laughter i see.
Strange that my once so loud existence be flashing before me,
without a single sound and knowing this is the last movie i shall ever see,
I kinda feel cheated, robbed of a last box office hit.
How dare they steal my last entertainment.
Angry, sad, lost, o yes I am definatly lost, here, upon my last seconds.
evaluating my life and all that I was, choices made, paths chosen,
all
And behold, before me she stood,
an angelic look about her..
Her sultry hips inviting Me to touch,
to taste...
How can she be but brought forth from thee heavens,
For never seen have I such untold beauty..
Such eminating light radiant of desires untold..
She is a muse, a voice calling out to Me,
I can not yield but only listen..
and follow it's warm inviting song...
she is My muse, her songs inspires to Greatness,
her whisper instills My cravings for more...
sweet dreams of making love at dawn,
Just before the mornings rise...
To hear her say so softly, Hold Me tightly My love,
let us stay here in this dream all day long,
Wra
Seeing You so fragile and asleep.
My mind wanders off to the Child,
The child that I once was.
As I watch over Your well being,
Lingering quietly in My own past.
I didn't cry in vain those wasted tears,
But I learned to live with the pain.
Trying to Protect Your innocence,
Keeping safe this heart of love.
For You, you child, you innocent one,
Take heed to this I warn you of.
You're life is not worth more,
Than the greed of mankinds Desires.
Don't grow up thinking it is a race,
Don't try to beat all the others.
Stay Young, Stay innocent, Stay clean,
And Let Me hold you in Your Hour of need.
For always can You count on Me.
Waking up to the rising of dawn,
And ahead lies yet another day.
How I do so urge to break free,
And not waking up having to see.
See the Man and see the Woman,
See their struggle to Survive.
Alive I guess but free I wonder,
So bound We are by this Life We lead.
Then at the setting of the sun,
when the day is truly done.
A new life rises up from yonder,
Free of laws and rules of Man.
He flies on a simple breeze of wind,
Can journey to the Stars above.
And I am but a witness to all of this,
But His freedom engulves Me with hope.
Then before the visions fade from Me,
I mark them down For all to see.
For He is Me and I am Him,
Current Residence: ehh, is this earth?.. Favourite genre of music: see above, classical, rock, trash, etc. Favourite photographer: has to be darkmatterzone... a visionairy... Favourite style of art: style....art... as long as it grabs me entirely.. Operating System: xp pro MP3 player of choice: acoustica Shell of choice: 12 Gauge Pit Bull.. once it bites it wont let go! Wallpaper of choice: Victorian... Skin of choice: my own Favourite cartoon character: Jerry of Tom n Jerry Personal Quote: DUMBASS...I HAVE NO IDEAS AND YOURS ALL SUCK. Humility is best taught at an impressionable age.
Lets share feelings shall we... FINE!
"Now I see the times they change
leaving doesn't seems so strange
I am hoping I can find
where to leave my hurt behind
All this shit I seem to take
all alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?"
curtesy to Korn,
taken from the song Alone I Break,
album: "Untouchables" (2002)
Never ben much for explanaitions, I do what i do when I feel I have to do it..
NOT always the best way to manouver through life, but it's how i am..
Anyways, the website link takes to to a short story that i wrote a while back it started as a bio for my white wolf character, and from there grew to a massive story line that i tend to expand whenever inspiration flows.
For those atracted to the dark and obscure ways of the vampyre.... probably a fun read.
Well katrina... sucks, when nature kicks ass like that, I send my thoughts to those that can use a little boost..
ophelia.. ofcourse.. whats next?!?
never the less.. on rare ocassions you come across a way to help the little guy.. those occasions I prefer the most..
http://anonymous-design.com/HELP/index.html
is one of those... and this one aswell..:
http://anonymous-design.com/Antiporn/fightforchildbanner.SWF
good causes..
o well we live to struggle yet another day..