My Stories 8
Morning Dew
My skin brushing against yours, lips pressing against lips, Please forgive me, forgive this passing eclipse - I am the cold autumn, you are the warm spring And together, I know, we mean everything.
Poetry: Love, T, English, Romance & Hurt/Comfort, words: 229, favs: 1, 1/19/2009
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Butterfly Bullets
Is it wrong to feel dread when returning to the ones that blindly love you? Is it horrible and selfish to crave solitude?
Fiction: General, T, English, Angst & Spiritual, words: 515, 4/16/2007
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Mirage
We all see mirages. Some are more real than others.
Poetry: Life, T, English, words: 70, 10/26/2006
2Winter's Dawning
Here, to be espied, the grace from a lilly's defeat/Where, as sighed, two lovers dripped in deceit
Poetry: Love, T, English, Tragedy, words: 197, favs: 1, 8/1/2006
3Nemrick
Short story based on a dream I had a few years ago. Mostly fantasy/romance, which will develop near the end.
Fiction: Fantasy, T, English, Fantasy & Romance, words: 1k+, favs: 2, 1/29/2006
2Death's Calling
I resigned to a place where I found decay Where the dead remained laughing, never to stray.
Poetry: Life, T, English, Tragedy & Spiritual, words: 211, 1/29/2006
1Soul Wedding
A long day of passing shifts quickly to shallow night, Where upon light footsteps tread in unison dreading Into confusion of the heart, a place to bear spite; Here, to await the fait of a grievous soul wedding.
Poetry: General, T, English, Tragedy, words: 196, favs: 1, 12/23/2005
4Dream Weaver »
Had it been in hatred? She honestly couldn't tell if she hated her or not. Whenever she thought of the subject it was as if her heart evaporated into thin air, a hollow feeling left in the middle of her chest.
Fiction: Action, T, English, Adventure, chapters: 2, words: 473, favs: 1, updated: 12/22/2005 published: 7/13/2003