Always thinking of emotion within a notion, inside a dream, those privileged themes. Steamy whispers, Impassioned screams, exhausting scenes. Intoxicating night, a fervent sight. Sitting upright, I awake abandoned.

Looking back at old entries this is one I like best....

My Shadow.....      An extension of myself. Living only in darkness, yet born from light. Tracing my movements in utter silence. The muse upon my soul. How simple a thing is he, are we? Together confronting chaos, deep within the folds of time. My one and true companion. Does he feel the same as I? A lighter step he carries when I am good of heart. Thrashing with my anger, Trembling as I cry. So I often wonder what is he without I? Feel our song of sorrow as he withers with passing light. Untill the morrows dawning, when he rejoins me in our fight...

My Blessing---

Whispering dreams, Wilting theams, Beneath a voiceless moon. A shivering thought, Is all for naught, As I influence you all to swoon. For in stylish ways,  I express, A mystical phrase, Upon this shadowy page. I wish onto you, All that is true, May evil specters drift straight away......

Someone sent me this song a while back lets see if she remembers......

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