Dim the glaring lights and stroke the fire's blaze. Just hold me close- let me pretend you feel the love that I can't see. Run lazy fingers through my hair and let me fall in to fast sleep to dream in colour of the most requited love inside your warm. Let me wake to morning rain and only then shall be the time that I will let you go. Just give me till the morning to find that strength to turn my back while you walk away from me forever.
"And Something's odd-within- That person that I was- And this One-do not feel the same- Could it be Madness-this?" Emily Dickinson
[This message has been edited by ~one voice~ (edited 03-23-2000).]
Erin, I will add another compliment to your list. I have only been a member for a couple of days, but you guys have all been great. I have never seen such creativity in one place before -- or such kindness. I am so glad you let me into your circle of friends!