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The Cabin in the Mist

An unexpected discovery on a lonely hike up a mountain slope

Upon the dewy vale alightsThe misty morning shroudA rustic shack upon the heightsIs cloaked within the cloud I take a breath to view the sightAnd pause my weary climbWhile o'er my head the doves alightTo coo a song sublime The moment grabs my aching heart...

When Love Wins

When is love really love?

Love is love, when love wins. Determined not, by the way one spins! Love is oh... so much deeper than that. It's not about what's under your hat. Love is what you feel in your heart. One can't flip a switch,to make it start. You have no control,or even a...

The Accolade

I stand and stare, studying her sheer beauty...

I stand and stare, studying her sheer beauty, her sweet face concentrating and full of love framed by the golden strands of long red hair that flow far down her back. Her white dress, inlaid with golden threads and adorned with a gold belt, covers her fee...

Beauty makes me feel, Makes anyone feel who is human, Who actually feels as a human, Makes us feel.Music makes me feel,Makes anyone feel who is human,Who actually feels as a human, Makes us feel.Beauty and music. Together,As one thing.They are one.We sens...

Xi Shi's Ghost

Xi Shi was the first of the Four Ancient Beauties of China

Two thousand years ago There was a woman of exceptional beauty, So exceptional, the legend goes, That whenever she looked At her reflection in a pond, The fish would forget how to swim, And sink down into the darkness. Two thousand years later, I have for...

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I stopped on the walk  Frozen right where I stood Before me I saw a beauty A one of kind treasure The one and only you Your ever changing eyes  Sparkle green, grey, and blue Your dazzling smile  With slightly pointed teeth Is framed by soft plump lips Of...

It's Too Late to Say I'm Sorry

A short piece I wrote about my struggles with anorexia. Contains a line from the song Homewrecker.

It was all my fault, really. I did this to myself, I let people control me. I listened to the hungry barks of men and the curling breaths of the hounds around me and let the big bad wolf get to me. At least I learned my lesson, at least I know now that I'...

Our eyes meet. Her beauty is painful to behold.  Her look is an explosion of ice in my chest. Unearthly beauty? No... Surreal, Unobtainable, Inexorably transient. Look but don't touch, don't you dare utter a word, for this is fleeting. A faint smile dance...