belladea

"The kisses thou hast spent upon my lips
Hath quench'd a thirst more aching in want
Than the parch'd tongue for the water it sips,"

This could be the one and only verse in the most beautiful song in the world.





If you like that sign, you can follow the web address at the bottom of it, and make your very own, saying anything your little heart desires.

I was able to dig up an old journal of mine, there is a poem in it that I wrote shortly after having met my husband. It's not my best, but it's something, and I did promise you something. It's nowhere near as eloquent or beautiful as yours...but again, it's something.

when you found me, I was raining.
scattered like the ash from my cigarette.
strangled by my need to remain, to exist.
dwindled down to clay, misshapen, deformed,
turning black with decay.
becomming one with the world
a translucent form, a shallow puddle.
the nothingness was growing, engulfing me,
but you brought me back from the void,
rekindled the flame that I am.
And I burn brightly
in the mirror of your eyes.