A smooth touch,
a tender embrace...

Legs sore from running away, dreams keep failing...

I walk the path, the unbeaten path called dreams...
One little fall, and the light fades away, deeper...

Just a few days ago, it feels so real, I was all...

Looking at you like I look in the mirror, glass...

And to my demise, disastrous surprise, awake is my...

Each morning my excitment grows, the pain of...
Each night that passes another tear filled night...

Each breath feels like a sharp pain deep to my...

I have dubiety, in this love formed society, so...

Nothing but blankets to keep me warm I wrap them...
A false safety is all I feel, so I close my eyes...

A friend to the end
One who will always defend...

This was for my first boyfriend. Written in 1998
A wilted bouquet on my dresser drawer...