Ayshela Posted August 1, 2004 Report Posted August 1, 2004 I wander through the darkness sharing laughter, sharing tears with the warm and loving voice who knows my words, has felt my fears. When the darkness grasps me tightly I can hear you call me on, directing blinded, shaky steps to solid ground, where I belong. Chipping gently, yet relentlessly through solid blocks - your tools? Consistency and love, which slowly changes all the rules. I wander through the darkness, yet however far I roam the beacon of my loving friend will always guide me home.
Finnius Posted August 1, 2004 Report Posted August 1, 2004 *snuggles Ayshela and gives her a dozen or so codeflowers*
reverie Posted August 6, 2004 Report Posted August 6, 2004 nice, I like it... I wrote a poem on a similar theme once... can relate rev...
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