“True life is lived when tiny changes occur.”
Dearest, Your words reach out to me through the darkness, shedding their light. A light illuminating the internal caverns locked within. My soul ablaze. I absorb your sentiments like calcite absorbs energy. Setting me aglow in the darkness. You spelunk my soul. My tiny explorer. You illuminate every crevice. You know, though unaware, the inner workings of my world. How I long to bridge the distance between us. Set you afire the way you have my soul. Share the beauty I see within you. You create a longing within me. Unmatched by no other. Only you dearest one. Only you. Yours, Angel

Dearest,

Your words reach out to me through the darkness, shedding their light. A light illuminating the internal caverns locked within. My soul ablaze. I absorb your sentiments like calcite absorbs energy. Setting me aglow in the darkness. You spelunk my soul. My tiny explorer. You illuminate every crevice. You know, though unaware, the inner workings of my world. How I long to bridge the distance between us. Set you afire the way you have my soul. Share the beauty I see within you. You create a longing within me. Unmatched by no other. Only you dearest one. Only you.
Yours,
Angel

Point On The Horizon I am not running. I am choosing. Taking a stand. Bracing against the tide. No longer afraid of the undertow, I set my sights to a point on the horizon. A longed for destination. Where dreams ripen to fruition. An alternate reality I choose to make my own.

Point On The Horizon

I am not running.
I am choosing.
Taking a stand.
Bracing against the tide.
No longer afraid of the undertow,
I set my sights to a point on the horizon.
A longed for destination.
Where dreams ripen to fruition.
An alternate reality I choose to make my own.

Weaver Wanted: Weaver wanted. Thread the light into my dark tapestry of soul. Set me afire. Ablaze in beauty. Aglow through the light of your love.

Weaver Wanted:

Weaver wanted.

Thread the light into my dark tapestry of soul.

Set me afire.

Ablaze in beauty.

Aglow through the light of your love.

June 1992 Will I really ever defriend my demons? Let go of the haunting? Complete the presently vacant outline? Evolve into a sense of wholeness?

June 1992

Will I really ever defriend my demons?

Let go of the haunting?

Complete the presently vacant outline?

Evolve into a sense of wholeness?

Conundrum Questions without answers, Lost in a state of perpetual wonderment, Yet I know the answer always lies within the question.

Conundrum

Questions without answers,

Lost in a state of perpetual wonderment,

Yet I know the answer always lies within the question.