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Sunday, April 27th, 2003
5:16 pm	Cemetery Series #2 (3 Comments |Comment on this)
5:15 pm	Cemetery Series #1 (Comment on this)
2:06 pm	Downtown Night Portraits #2 (2 Comments |Comment on this)
2:05 pm	Downtown Night Portraits #1 (Comment on this)
2:04 pm	Beach Portraits #3 (Comment on this)
2:03 pm	Beach Portraits #2 (Comment on this)
2:02 pm	Beach Portraits #1 (Comment on this)
Monday, November 11th, 2002
1:02 am	Touch I want your touch more than anything to feel your hand in mine, your arms around me, you lips on mine. And to know that my touch excites you just as yours excites me. (Comment on this)
12:51 am	Drifting I want to feel it when you touch me make me scream out your name. I want to gasp and move restlessly against you to feel you quiver within me. Force me to my peak digging deep inside there is no one else besides you and I. You make me hungry for your taste, and the feel of you tasting me. I could be lost out at sea drifting in the haze you provide. (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 3rd, 2002
6:40 pm	Always A Place Each night I pray for you and your safe passage through this storm. We've weathered so much together, it makes me sad to think that we've already come undone. Each time you walk away, each time I turn my back, each time I lose a piece to you, my heart is something I'll never get back. I've tired so hard, too hard to win you back and to walk away. Perhaps it's my broken heart, too weak which begins to stray. I'll always love you, I'll always miss your smile I'll always wonder where you are and if you made it miles and miles away. Just promise me you'll stop and think of me maybe once or twice a year, and know that deep down in my heart, there's always a place for you here. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 29th, 2002
10:40 pm	Untitled Why do I play the fool to you? Inside I fear my resolve slips further and further away each time you walk away, each time I forgive and let bygones be bygones. (Comment on this)
10:36 pm	You Were My Everything I wish I could ignore the sound of your voice in my head echoing words that cut me to the bone each time I replay your voice inside my head saying that you love me. Leave my head and my heart alone you've wrought your havoc and we've all played and lost the game. I was only a game to you inside I meant nothing while inside me you were my everything. (Comment on this)
Monday, September 23rd, 2002
10:01 pm	Touch I touch but my fingers are so clumsy. I cannot feel. I do not have the power to touch to feel to warm to the touch of another. I've walked away so many times, my heart on my sleeve, my head in my hands, yet unable to feel the pain, the touch. And maybe the feel of your hand on my back trying to stop me. (Comment on this)
9:44 pm	Perceptions of Truth Do you have words to cover my eyes, to prevent me from truly seeing without hearingwithout feeling. To tie my hands behind my back and to lead me away from all I believe. Truth is what you make of it what I make of it. There is no such thing as absolutely truth, there is only the idea, the perceptions of truth. (Comment on this)
9:38 pm	Nothing I am heartbreaking agony like you've never seen these eyes so lonely don't believe me when I say I'm frowning on the outside inside withering away. Renegade arterial bleeding like nobody's business without eyes with which to see, before I blessed you and I blessed me and my name meant something we had something I was something to you. But nothing lasts forever, except for maybe whispered words, almost, half-memories that pain and provoke longing deep inside tears that fall and eyes that cry forever. Eyes that close for good. (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 22nd, 2002
10:44 am	I'm For You You touch me, tease me. I want to A-Bomb like I'm the one for you. I'm the one for your baby. Believe me when I say, I'm helter-skelter I'm red hot I'm the EPA watching over panther preservation land. I'm white nights and midnight suns all rolled and combined into one. Wax that melts and touches nipples pain so devine I get you high. I'm the A-bomb, the h-bomb. I'm the one, baby. I'm for you. (Comment on this)
10:28 am	I'm going to sing swing into your heart like my words are my dancing shoes and we're doing the lindy hop. Or maybe we're just jitterbugging around each other. You twirl me around and my feet just can't stop, like maybe I'll die if I do, but I'll die if I don't and I'm so breathless with anticipation, with need and wanting. You make my blood so hot I sweat and I must move my feet to your crazy beat. (Comment on this)
Monday, September 2nd, 2002
2:55 am	Fuck your appologies and words that meant so much but now mean so little. Hands that wander, so innocently assuming but without meaning. Without feeling. You turned my body into a piece of meat, and my emotions into childs' play. Current Mood: pissed off (Comment on this)
2:45 am	You made me feel alive and then took the emotion out of the sentiment and relieved me of my outlet for releasing my pent up feelings. Thank you, for tempering my spirit and making me bottle up everything I had wanted to let out for you to see. Somehow, I don't think you'll ever really understand me. (Comment on this)
2:33 am	Crumbling I am used. So bruised inside. Your use of me left me cold as stone. Inside I fear I'm breaking or perhaps crumbling, as only stone can do. (Comment on this)