Alone I lay here dreaming… awake…by the light that surrounds me this blindness I can not see I’m lost in myself a mind can only take someone so far This being I call by name… this vessel…It brings me shame I look down upon who I am I can’t see what others seem to know… Continue reading Alone
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The Meeting
The Meeting It was all so impersonal, yet it was mesmerizing. She continued to stare at her own reflection, examining the shapes and textures of her face.
Phantom Touch
I sat in front of the fireplace. The flames danced along the walls, shadows writhing and reshaping themselves. I studied her, feeling the passion rise again.