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Personal DNA

Sun, 24 Jun 2007 00:38:53 GMT

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Men's Mural and Tatoos Idea

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 21:33:23 GMT

The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 21:27:37 GMT

The 'Children's Bill of Rights.'

It says I need not clean my room,
don't have to cut my hair
No one can tell me what to think,
or speak, or what to wear.

I have freedom from religion,
and regardless what you say,
I don't have to bow my head,
and I sure don't have to pray.

I can wear earrings if I want,
and p ierce my tongue & nose.
I can read & watch just what I like,
get tattoos from head to toe.

And if you ever spank me,

I'll charge you with a crime.
I'll back up all my charges,
with the marks on my behind.

Don't you ever touch me,
my body's only for my use,
not for your hugs and kisses,
that's just more child abuse.

Don't preach about your morals,
like your Mama did to you.
That's nothing more than mind control,
And it's illegal too!

Mom, I have these children's rights,
so you can't influence me,
or I'll call Children's Services Division,

better known as C.S.D."

if you are a keeper of a garden come join me and be the life this garden needs.

Thu, 14 Jun 2007 06:08:12 GMT

Standing on a mountain of sand
Overlooking a field of sand.
I see in the distance
A valley of crystal jewels

Covering these jewels stands a crystal pyramid
Standing in this pyramid stands a set of wings
Through this land of sand sits an impassable valley
Passage through the valley is granted after one challenge
This challenge is one of trust and love.

Standing upon a ridge
I softly asked for a guide
Slowly one showed her love filled face
A guide that many shall never see she said.

Have you hidden in the shadows I asked
Her answer was a soft kiss
She said she had to go.
If I could guide her in a dream.
Sofly as the wind caressed her lips from afar
Her feet glided over the soft sand

Following with just a cloak
A gentle soft kiss.
I backed up and let her guide from afar

Have you met someone you fell in love with
When you were supposed to be guided into love
What were you supposed to teach this person who didn't know romance
As a soft kiss guided me one night
As a gentle hand grabbed mine one morning
I choose to wake up to a soft smile in the morning.

Standing on a mountain of sand.
Opening the gates of a world of dreams
Some say the 4th is the land of faeries
Some say the 5th is the land of Angels

Guide my light into the darkness
So that I may help be one of the guiding lights out
Share my love with many
Thou let only two share themselves with me

One will guide from afar. With a gentle kiss
One will guide from near. With a soft word

In love with the cards and In love with the breeze
People ask how do I know I am in love
The answer is Do you need to talk to share
Do you feel what each other is feeling yet don't say a word

I got lost in an emotion
I am hiding in the shadows
I stand here and listen
Watching the world spin near by.

Soon the shadows will become larger
The waters will turn black
The world with become dark.

if you are a dream walker of the shadows come join me and be a guiding light.
if you are a keeper of a garden come join me and be the life this garden needs.

I have found the world above astral -
To dream in a star nebula is amazing.
To create a world of unicorns and love is more than you can imagine

You now have your armour.
You have found a set of swords.
Enjoy the soft kiss
As the shadows is where I will be.

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There every herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie.
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To be bi is to be in love with yourself - To be comfortable with sexual energy from deep within you

Tue, 12 Jun 2007 10:30:32 GMT

Gasping for air.
Screaming for attention.
Yelling with your strongest voice

As the sun caressed the cloud in the morning
I woke to a gasp of air
I woke up disorientated. Wondering who I was
Was I sexual person
Was I person who could dream more.
They say put your mind to it.

I asked last night if it was safe
For two empathic people to date.
I wondered yesterday if it was true
That we all came down the stairway
Or were we just born here.

Gently meeting her lips in the morning
I felt no one there.
Slowly waking up
I slept alone
Thou I sleep alone I am always with someone
Someone I once held in a dream
Someone who I once kissed deeply on the lips

As the dream unfolded
As her dream ended
As my heart connected once again
I slowly caressed her in a dream
Gently waking up beside a pillow
Where did everyone go from my dream.
Who did I wake up to in this land of light

My dream was of a water fall
My soul found love without my body
My heart connected to its emotional self.
My eyes saw her gentle smile
My lips kissed her astral being
As I woke from a dream
My body returned to a being of full

To be bi is to be in love with yourself
To be comfortable with sexual energy from deep within you
To be straight is to connect with the other half of the energy
To be comfortable with what your body was born with out
To be gay is to be comfortable with the energy you were born with
To enjoy the company of your sexual energy.
Lust is a creation of want
Love is a manifestation of True self
To be in love is to be whole again

I saw in her a light
I see in others a darkness
Because of life on this world
We had to leave
Because of lights above
We choose to talk about love later
Look above you Is the love or your life above or in front
Look below you is the life bright or dull
I fell in love with a cloud
I slept on a rainbow
That rainbow is the next love of my life
Love is that song deep with in you
picture at the end of your paintbrush
that speech that stopped people in their tracks
that gentle nudge in the morning
I ask why do people stop love when it is true
Why do people stay when it hurts
I walk among many who hurt
I walked with one who knew
I had to stop because empathy hurt
I trusted myself and had to stop
I trusted the moon above and it gave me this
A song in my heart
A poem in the morning
A astral kiss in the morning
Birds sing when I wake up
Because I wake up when they do
They sing for themselves
I write for myself to share with others
My heart found her
My mind asked her without speaking
I hope to find it all again
Where will I walk with you next
Who will I tend the garden with this time

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There every herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie.
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From the depth of the shadows

Mon, 11 Jun 2007 22:29:42 GMT

From the depth of the shadows
From the deep end of the ocean
Walking upon a crystal glass sword.

I once found a spinning sword
Used it as a shield
I had a suit of armour
I used it for decoration
I have a set of wings that are black and white.
I have a golden set that I hid inside.

One person found them.
One person changed them.
Many people keep me in the shadows.
I fell into someones lap
Her dreams were of another world
I taught her how to see.
I got lost in the training.
No one knows the truth.
No one hears the words

Everyone assumes they know who I was.
Walking through the world of shadows
I will continue to hide.

No one truelly knows me.
Few see me shine.
The colour of gossamer few can see.

Have you seen my world
You were born into it.
Have you walked with my brothers
They were your fathers
Have you talked with my sisters
They gave you birth.

We are just a few of the things your mother warned you about.
People walk slowly.
People run quickly

Walking through the shadows Who are you afraid of.
I will be your guiding light
I will be your comfort
Please ensure I don't fall in love while teaching someone how to see

I never asked for anyone.
I only made a wish
I never asked to love you
I only had a dream.

Being a gaurdian can hurt
When your mate won't let you be.
When your love pushes you away.
I will return to the shadows
Where the world is of emotions
You will find me at the door marked - What
The keeper of emotions is a master of dreams
Feel my emotion. Love my Smile - Feel my hug.

The day opened up as we were sleeping

Mon, 11 Jun 2007 04:54:08 GMT

As the moonlight shines softly
Wings slowly open up
Softly gliding under feather covered trees
Slowly sifting through soft coloured grasses

A shallow fish swallows a small flutterby
A deep frog romances his lady love with a croak
A fast running deer plays in the blossum covered meadow
Gently running across the wind covered plains
A bobcat scatters some slow moving birds.

Slowly gliding on the whisper of the night rain
Skipping slowly under the star lit sky
They slowly see the world open in a night of light
Sleeping beside a soft coloured doe
Dreams linger on her slow moving thoughts
Nightmares threaten to hide inside her deep thinking eyes

Slipping into a day of bright lights
Waking to a world of ever lasting sunlight
Sleeping as you walk the land of the sun
Feeling the rain no one else feels
Seeing the rainbow everyone else can't see
Sensing the wind that no one else feels

What world is real
What world is imaginary
What dimension is the 5th dimension
Sliding through time.
Seeing the world as what would have happened
had I been with you
had I left with me
had I not been there
None of this makes sense as all the worlds are one
All the worlds are created
Few see the smile on a tree as you touch its bark
Few hear the sigh of the weeping popular as it branchs touch you
The day opened up as we were sleeping
Who rested and who was kept awake.
Restful slumber. Awaking Days Wake up. Breath Dream.

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Swimming through a ocean of dreams

Mon, 11 Jun 2007 04:53:54 GMT

Hopefully everyone likes this one. - read it as you wil. There is no particular female in this one.
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Swimming through a ocean of dreams
Seeing a cave filled full of wonders
I made a wish along time ago.

One answered this wish.
I fell in love.
Walking through a land of blossums
I found a wish.
Softly kissing a injured wing
Gently swimming in a river of sunshine

One day this dragon flew a little too low.
This day I answered a dream of a gaurdian
Someone had lost their sword again.
Answering the call was once hard to do
Now it is easy to do.

Gently be a guiding light.
Only until they are able to see
When they are able to hear.

I once kissed a gaurdian once.
Thought I lost a gift
Truthfully I had found one that matched me.
She could spin but still had to learn to dance.
She then learned to dance and I found her flying.
Swiftly over the clouds she flew.

Spinning dangerously out of control a dragon caught my fall
I helped a dragon heal.
Then I lost a dragon's wings
Spinning towards the earth.
Dangerously close to the bottom of the world

I found that she flew to terrorize.
She flew as I fell.

I found that the crystals were made of rubies
Rubies were made of hearts
My heart was the design of my cuff links
My sword was around my neck.

Gently dancing with a gaurdian.
Running from a dragon.
Come dance with me. As a sword spins above your head.

I love you.

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There every herd, by sad experience, knows
How, winged with fate, their elf-shot arrows fly,
When the sick ewe her summer food forgoes,
Or, stretched on earth, the heart-smit heifers lie.
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Okay So now I have a Stupid Webcam - I can make it snow.

Mon, 11 Jun 2007 03:38:55 GMT

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As the dark faery caresses the moonlight sky

Fri, 08 Jun 2007 00:06:42 GMT

As the dark faery caresses the moonlight sky
the gentle wings cause it to drift
Into the Arms of a gossamer clad drayad
Lifting it gently in the arms of the oak tree
She gives it life and understanding and a gentle hug.

Walking along a rock filled river bank
A hippogriff stands lazily across the shore
Dipping it's rainbow coloured wings in to clean off the night's dirt
Where shall I fly today.
Who shall i meet today
What Shall I teach today.
(As the hippogriff is one of the wisest)

I once walked into a shallow creek
Saw a smile of a lady in green
I once talked with a Parrot
Heard it give the crudest advise

Gently she lifts up her arms
Stretching Towards the morning sky
Smiling as her plant grows into a child
Nurturing a garden filled with many mysterys
Sheltering her heart with an emerald shield

Spinning diamonds, Shining Rubies, Soft Sapphires
All stones found within the heart of an angel
All stories found coming from the lips of a gossamer princess
Many mysterys meant to be asked of the queen of sheeba
Are you a lion, my mystery, or just a comfort on a dark night.
Am I a tiger, a questoin, or a smile on a dark moonlite night.

Gently she softly kisses a Lily, Caressing its petals as it sighs
Softly she strokes a damaged leaf, removing a damaged petal
As her smile brightens a moon lit night.
He eyes see a pillar of light
As her eyes see into a world beyond
He hands remove a blindfold from her eyes.

Darkness folds around a grand message

Fri, 08 Jun 2007 00:06:30 GMT

Darkness folds around a grand message
As the dak mist folds around me
As a dark spirit engolfs me
I find that I am learning
I feel that I am seeing others in a new light

Standing outside in the breeze
I feel a darkness settle over me
I feel it en golf my beieng
I have felt this darkness a few times before
Have you ever been faery led
Where time stood still

A darkness of reality

Her eyes felt softly like a gentle caress on my soul
Her eyes softly asked the idea about beliefs
I gently answered I am scared of this darkness
My answer came on a gentle sigh of the wind
A cozy blanket of dark wolf

I heard her voice it was a comfort in the darkness
A gentle hand when i was lost

Entering into the dark caves
I ask if I have to leave soon
Is it time I found another cover of darkness
I hide in the shadows
My face turns to others
I met a being of darkness in a dream
My wings took on a new shape
My cloak rematerialized. Allowing me to hid in the shadows

One found me with a gentle hello
Anthe found me with her soft voice

What is the use of a cloak
If it provides warmth I wonder.
I am scared of the time when I have to go find another
This pattern of alignment is a time of great sorrow.

I write this partially asleep
remembering a time when I woke up
to share a dream
this dream was first had while walking. and standing still

I lost you in a dream
Can you be found once again
A dream of dark shadows
A dream where cloaks and daggers are the way of life

Flying under a bridge of quick silver.

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:17:18 GMT

Shining over head.
My eyes hurting because of the light.
A full moon shining over head.
Keeping me awake till all hours of the morning.

Walking in a land filled with snow.
Skipping along the slow moving creek.
Walking over a grassy meadow.
Smiling as a unicorn grazes near by.
Softly combing the mane of a near by griffin.

This was the dream that kept me blinded last night.
Softly massaging an injured back.
Slowly caressing an injured foot.
Mending an injured wing.

What is happening that people are so injured.
I softly mended the wing of a pixie.
Gently assured a fae. Her eyes were still bright.
Walking over a snow covered valley.
Flying under a bridge of quick silver.

I softly caress the wings of a sprite.
Slowly allow a dryad to grow an oak tree.

Welcome to A blue Moon Day. Dang I stayed up to late.

Some emotion turned the world the wrong way.

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:17:08 GMT

Razor wings of fire.
Soft wings of feathers.
Soaring flying underneath a bridge of black fire.

I felt the world turn upside down.
Some emotion turned the world the wrong way.
Someone was hurt last night.

Have you felt the world spin when someone smiled
Have you felt the world crash when someone cried
When did you last see a smile that woke you up.

I walked through a valley of white powder.
The air was clouded with spring time blossums
Gently soaring in a dream as a faery caressed the wind
Softly sighing as a dragon flew slowly by.

Today is a day for magic.
A magic that few understand.
Gently kissing you softly.
Gently caressing your shoulder.
Dragons meet at the gates of golden life.
Goblins rally at the gates of golden fire.
The archers ready as the gates into today are ready to open.

I walked in a dream that was filled with love.
Gently softly caressing the soft skin of a faery.
slowly flying with a lost dragon.
Skipping quickly as a fire pixie burns the air.

I once saw a princess smile at me.
I always have a dragon jewel that is a little broken.
I smile as the cracks slowly heal.

I smiled at a faery and reminded her she was alive.
I smiled at a dragon and reminded her she was alive.
I softly caressed the wings of a faery.
Gently flew with the wings of a dragon.

Flying through a valley of swords
Dancing as you dance.
Running as you run.
Screaming as the wing howls through the valley.

Did you dance last night.
Did I fly last night.
Did we swim under the ocean floor.
Many dreams are so vivid
some are so gray.
How were your dreams last night. Mine were in the company of faieries and a ghost.

She is the goddess of Atlantis, The queen of the frost beings.

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:16:41 GMT

Over my head is a bubble made of glass
Under my feet is a carpet of coral sponge
Around my shoulders is a cape made of sea moss

Walking upon her Castle is the Goddess of Atlantis
swimming under her arm is a seahorse

Gently soflty her eyes grasp your inner most soul
Slowly your cape begins to disolve
Your eyes become orbs of illusion
Milky, creamy, dark creations

No one has really seen her beuty
No one dares to call her real name
All dare to question her authority
She walks with a regal stride
never wearing more than a soft pale gown

her cape draped over her shoulders
the waves obeying her echoing call
The ocean rising above
The music of the crystal flute
Raising the city of glass once more.

Your eyes will begin to burn if you cannot now see fairies
Your hair will quickly burst into fire if you cannot hear dragons
Your clothes will erupt into flame if you can't walk on a volcano.

She is the essence of altantis. A world lost to the human eye
where do you dream we all ask her.
Why is the world not visible to us.
Her answer is a laugh like the song of a
Crystaline Arrow flying through the air.
Her breath is like a frost of the artic
never question what you see in my eyes she says
Her hair is made of fine silk
Her skin is made of coral jade
Her Feet glide instead of walk over the water way

Man destroyed themselves she says.
I have now made my return. - With the eyes of creation
She will burn into your eternal soul
She will put a leash on your heart.
Only one dares to stand against her.
He wears a cloak of shimmering light
He dances to the music of the wind
His hair reaches to the grounds of eternal flame
His heart aches to touch her cold artic frost.

She is the goddess of Atlantis, The queen of the frost beings.
Once hidden in a valley of ice.
Her temple rises again not from the water but from the ICe.

Raise your eyes above she demands for the coming is at hand.
Raise your arms above she demands as the ship of eternal light is here.

A dream of a stone of ice

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:16:29 GMT

Dreams of a cotton valley
Walked yesterday and got lost in a game of tag.
Ran yesterday and fell off a dragon.
Swam yesterday and got swallowed by a whale.

There are so many pretty tails today.
I once saw a mermaid in a dream.
I always cause a faery to giggle.
Do you believe in goblins, pixies or rainbows.
Have you felt that you met your faery. or your dragon.

I smiled at a dragon this morning. She barely moved.
I poked a pixie last night. she was tired
I caused a sprite to giggle. she was burned.

This is a life of adventure
A time of renewal or rebuilding.
I will guide you with others to a ship above.
I can create the stairway just not this year.
He caused a tidal wave to crash against the sea.
She caused your heart to go a flutter when you saw us smile.

I dream of an ice crystal cave.
I managed to cool down.
I slept in a throne of ice.
I allowed me to rest.

I gently caressed the black ebony skin of a dragon.
I softly smiled as a sword dancer spun by.
Where did I leave you.
When did I come back
Who did I gently caress

A dream of a stone of ice
A world where the world is all cool and small.
Gently softly I caress your soft skin.
Slowly smoothly I kiss the lips of a pixie.
softly caressing the back of a dragon.

I am a prince in a world of queens

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:16:15 GMT

Standing on a planet covered in fine white dust.
Seeing the moon caress the morning sky.
Coughing, sneezing. Wind spinning all around.
I walk where no one has walked before.
Without moving the clouds
I smile where everyone doesn't smile anymore.
Covering everyone with faerie dust.

Everything in this world is covered with a fine porcelain dust.
Silica sand, Grey particles sand.

Softly the wind picks up
Slowly the air starts to move.
Where is this place
how did I come to be one of few who walk with out walking.
I fly with out flying.

Gently softly your feet touch the ground.
slowly quickly your wings grasp the wind.

covered in a fine white dust
she awakens. she growls after an eternal slumber.
Who is at my window I ask.
where is the soft gentle blue colouring that is making me sleep.
who is the soft gentle faerie who begs to be let in.

As I wake on this day of sleep.
As the dust slowly is moved aside by forces unseen.
The winged horses rise above on wings of silver and jade.
The scales of the red dragon Bleed as the black dragon savagely devours its morning meal.
Black as night. Red as crimson, Yellow as the burning hot sun.
The sky was filled with dragons. Only one stayed Visible throughout the night.
Through the darkest of night. The Black Dragon flys above.
Savagely devouring the Red dragon who flys over head.

Screaming in eternal pain, Being reborn every morning
This is the fate of the Red Dragon. To be reborn like the Phoenix out of fire.
This is the day where everyone sees the world as it is.
The fabric between is ripped away.

Have you seen a herd of unicorns run by.
Have you felt the freedom caused by the eternal night.
How did you sleep last night.
How did you awake this morning.
Who smiled at you when you rolled over.
Me I slept alone but always dreamed.

I met someone terrified of being woken up.
No amount of reassurance could protect her.
People are afraid of themselves.

I am one of the few who have the strength.
I am a prince in a world of queens
I am a white dragon in a world of blackness
I am the black dragon rider wielding a blade of black ebony.
Like a phoenix I am reborn.
Like the dragon I am the darkness.
I am love as it was meant to be.
full of Pain, full of anger. Within it all is that soft caress.
Gently flowing like a river stream.

I love me. Do you Love yourself. These are the questions that are asked.

Screaming Dieing Living

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:16:04 GMT

Screaming Dieing Living
Through the eyes of a child a pixie danced.
Through the eyes of a daughter a fire sprite flew
Througth the eyes of a son a goblin sang.
It was beutiful do you see it.

I walked on a dragon.
I flew on a ocean
I danced in the mountain.
I sang in the silence.

Walking waking Dancing Singing.
Today was a day where people sang.
People danced.
People played.

I sleep beside a faery.
I fell in love with a dragon.
I skipped with a monkey.
I lived with a gypsy.

I am the white dragon.
I am the black dragon.
I am the silver dragon No one sees.

We are all dragons in a way.
I wield the silver sword of truth.
You wield the shield to protect against it.

I danced with a dragon
I sang with a wolf
I went running with the deer.

I looked into your eyes and saw a fire waiting to burn.
I looked into her eyes and saw a dragon sleeping waiting to wake up
I looked into his eyes and saw a wielder of swords
I danced a dance with a sword spinner
I learned the dance of the sword spinner

Have you ever wondered what the unltimate shield is.
A shield that is always spinning.
A dance of the swords. My love

Dance with me while I spin
Sing with me while I tell a tale.
I dance around the battle field
No one seeing where the next blade falls.
I dance as you sing.
I run as I am free.

I run wild and yet am tamed by one.
I dance the dance of the swords
Spinning, Singing, Screaming with Eternal Bliss.

I don't remember where I go.
I don't know where I take you.
I don't want to hear the silence.
I go where a faery was born.

I fell in love with the silence
I fell in love with a kiss
I danced as I never danced again. Always dancing alone

Who did you meet under a moon
Who did you see under the hot sun
Where did you go when you were alone.
Where did see the love that you always saw.
Why did you ask her that question
Why did you see her smile at you.
What did you ask without talking
What did you see in your dream.
When do you feel alone
When do you see that smile and give a kiss.

Lips full of blood
Lips crused with pain
Lips screaming with torture
Lips dancing when the sing.

I fell in love with the silence - It was all in one kiss years ago.

confusion of the mind between worlds

Thu, 07 Jun 2007 00:15:33 GMT

Water cascading gently down the mountain
trees slowly swaying in the wind
the moonlight glistening off the waterfall

dryads slowly waking up.
the sky breaking apart opening up to the sun
the wind blowing the cascada's around.
the grass reaching upwards to the sky.

shimmering wings caress the morning lillies
soft buzzing gently caressing the morning daffodil
black ants skittering across the new morning ground
horses running and nipping across the graceful plains

a soft gentle breeze caresses her hair
a gentle wind caresses her soft dew touched skin
a wind storm scours her silver scales
rain causing a shimmering light on the wings

a soft powdering on her gentle lips
a comb of coral stripping colour through her hair
a soft kiss on her cheek
her wings gently unfolding
her legs stretching across the satin sheets
her etched shoulder healing over the pale pattern

his snores waking the dead
his eyes being blood shot
the day looking like a glass of red wine
the bridge being cleaned as the roadway is closed
a sword glistening hanging unused on the wall
a cloak of ice hung unneeded on the coat rack horns
a helm of grand feathers brushing the top rafters.

A gentle fire glowing in the main hall
a bowl of hot stew resting on the table forgotten
a stein of hot pale amber wine clutched for warmth.

confusion of the mind between worlds
hot scorching on the blue planet
a dream of comforting warmth and winter in a world forgotten

Spinning and weaving and separting the strands of the web of life.

Thu, 31 May 2007 04:35:56 GMT

Whispering quietly as I walk beside you.
Talking softly as I skip on the water.
Holding your hand as I caress it gently.
Listening to the water run slowly by.

Has someone given you a soft smile in the morning.
Did someone give you a message of Hey I love you.
There is always a time for comfortable silence.
There is never a time for loud arguments.
I gently brushed away a leaf in your hair.
Gently placed a petal around your neck.

Today was a day where a bird sang.
A neighbor smiled
A love greeted me from afar.
I found a friend who seemed to enjoy not living with fires.
People come out from under the stairs every so often.

Spinning out of control.
Flying with a silver wing dipped to the edge.
Laughing as the world spins slowly by.

I was wrapped up this morning
I had petals in my dream.
I had a set of wings made out of ebony.
Crystal swords, Silver Wings, Copper shoes
Seems kinda heavy. It is actually rather light.

Has someone one pricked your skin with a hollow dagger.
Did someone's arrow find its mark.
Who did you see after you foot felt an itch.
What did you feel after the world smiled at you.

As I walk beside you. You run on guided feet.
As we run across the water. My feet slide slowly under me.
Walking not running, skipping always playing.
Smiling not crying.
Crying when the tears have a way of washing your face.

I fell asleep to a unicorn.
I woke up and smiled at someone who eyes light up.
Someone else has a broken wing.
Do you wake up to someones smile even thou you sleep alone.
Does someone wake up to your smile as they sleep.

Spinning and weaving and separting the strands of the web of life.
Standing outside of the wheels of time.
Smiling at a blue moon up above.
The time of creation is at hand.
The time for a wish is one you made.
I was once the answer to someone dream.

Spinning a black sword of darkest crystal Wearing a cloak of dark sapphire

Wed, 30 May 2007 05:37:49 GMT

Waking from a nightmare
Dreaming of someone dieing
Are these the gifts that I have now.

Can I give them back.
Seems it is time for me to run and hide again.
Seems that I am now able to see things that are dark and evil.
What is this gift that I now have.
Can I give these gifts back.

I helped someone stay alive once.
She now is able to bring herself back.
Seems I am the bringer of life.
If I can gift life do I also have to give death?

Welcome to the world where things are not what they seem.
Welcome to a world where a dream is no longer a dream.
Spinning black swords of jet.
Spinning whites sword of truth.

I'm scared right now.
I never thought I would admit it.
But yes I'm scared and I have only me to understand what is happening.

Where did this gift of sight comes from.
I saw it as a waking nightmare at 3:00 am this morning.

A stranger being beaten in a dark alley
Someone that was over 1000 miles away.
How could I help this stranger when I don't know his name.

I admit that I am scared of what I now see.
I think it is time that I shut a few doors of my own.
This world is just a dream.
One where people can see love or hate in each other eyes.
I don't want to spend time with someone on a hospital floor.
Making sure that someone can still breath.
It can be scary to have those gifts.
I am happy she is able to heal herself

I forgot how to heal a soul
I enjoy healing an injury or a pain.
It is hard to understand what pain there is left.

I fell in love again and it is nice.
I dreamed I was with a dragon
And she enjoyed my company.

Spinning a black sword of darkest crystal Wearing a cloak of dark sapphire
I will go hide once again and let everyone rest.

People know where I am.
Those who can see me do.
I don't know who I have become now.
Guess it is time to just rest.
so when people want to find me. I will be that shadow behind you.

Now I'm scared. Now I'm alone. Now I'm just here for me this week.