Who am I, other than one deeply loved by God?
When I define myself, I limit myself.
I keep looking to myself to be one thing. 576 more words
Head churning with confusion, Thoughts a chaos Death - Majestic and infinite Among infernal stars The deathless Each day clouded somber wishes Heart ripped from my chest, Dread takes me Life - Contemplated veiling And concealing of memories The lifeless Each day balancing nightmare's edge Eyes running thick with tears, Visions fade Love - My hand in yours Started a storm at sunset The loveless Each day in silent emptiness Emotions unbound, Escaping everywhere (Arifa Isabel - December 2005)
“Have you ever been with a girl?” he asks.
Yes. She was beautiful. She was almost holy. She looked at the world with eyes full of wonder that resembled nothing less than moonstone. 414 more words