I have been writing for as long as I can remember. Stories are the world which I escape to. Poetry is how I relate and release. I am currently a staff writer for a local newspaper.
The Magic Question I once asked you questions I never want answered Heard a dark rumor I hoped wasn't true I swallowed up half lies Mixed in with passion To brew up the spells I thought cast by you I listened to voices Whisper at nightfall Thinking my thoughts My heart they could see I blew on the dice, Crossed fingers, kissed crosses All for desire That burned only me I'd rather left softly Saving sweet memories Tucked deep inside Meant solely for you Moon-time grey magical Trips into fancy Holding on to the question Who's answer I knew.
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Member since: February 2009
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