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| Left behind Lines... |
| This page is dedicated to those lines I have written and got no more then this line they seemed perfect by themselves and needed no more added to them this page also includes lines that was the start of poems I never finished.... |
| Fire billowed in blankets and sheets with a haunting light his words oozed out and drifted over the fire and the light and the tone of his voice was far scarrier then any story he told that night.... |
| The stars fell from the sky upon the night of your leaving as if they to where crying for this love breaking ten thousand firy tears falling down around me... |
| No such thing as the best but your the worst i closed my eyes at her words and and let my soul break into ten thousand fragile pieces and surely when I opend my eyes there was ten thousand cracks in the windows to my soul leaking out all my tears... |
| kissing you was like kissing the like kissing the clouds and I was the rain on a hot day giving us both life and love so my darling you were everything and with your passing so too has come the drought of my love for I can love no others like I loved you that was the clouds that brought the rain of my love....for bob and sally |
| Lost in a coffee cup on the edge of no were the cream swirling around endlessly no begining no end just movement I wrapped myself around the cup i was in out of the cold this cup my refuge from winters fury and I was hiding now not in the frozen tears of the world but in the small warmth of a cup of coffee I took a drink and it tasted bitter like my pain but it was warm like my memories.... |
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| I wish I had a heart that would not break I wish I had eyes that knew no tears of pain I wish that I had a soul that knew peace I wish I knew endless love not endless pain But wishes never come true for those with broken hearts shattered souls and eyes that only know the tears of pain and sorrow... |
| Sweet caress of passion hold me tighter and nearer to your heart let me have your hands to hold to know that I am that close to you let me taste of your lips let me breath you in as if you were the very air in which I need to survive |