An Invitation To Come

Come. Stray, wander. Cultivate pleasant fountains where you find them. Linger where you will, there is no hurry in this endeavor. Stray ever south, for more pleasantries lie in impatient waiting. Don't hesitate at the door; come right in, for you are awaited. You have been invited for something warmer than tea, to soar on a rush more intense than caffeine. Once joined at the hip, hesitant of parting, let's pursue the elusive excitement of touching every star. And when we've wearied, let's rest a bit and regain the vigor we would need, before long. But as I stir early and head for the southerly pole, the ride begins anew.

A Woman

I am a woman. You cannot expect me to be like you. I am a woman, with a brain and a heart. You cannot sever either one from my being. I can think for myself, and I feel even more. I am a woman, in touch with my emotion; do not presume I can be so cerebral and invariably logical. I am emotional, even if I do not seem so. I am a woman. I feel the need to be beautiful and feminine, sensual and romantic, the essence of what I am. No matter what I may do or say or appear to be, I go back to my fundamental core, a woman. I am a woman, unique, with my own senses and perceptions. Do not dictate on me what I am supposed to become and just let me be...a woman. I am a woman. I am strong. No matter if you say you are stronger. I am a woman, made to be me, not made to be made into what someone else would want me to be. I give of myself because it is what I want or feel, not because it is what you want. Love me for me, what I am - a woman.

Because the Night Belongs to Lovers

A love stronger than death... Gothic and eerie, almost supernatural... or even already that...

The moon is an unearthly glow of a hundred stars...I'm playing that song...It seems to come from a distance...I am somewhere else, on another night like this...The notes echo in that gaping emptiness where you used to be ...Could you hear me where you are, I wonder...Can you still the wrenching inside me...It feels like you're here somehow...I'll keep playing for a while...

My love...I am here...Our love is an endless song in my lonely, forgetful hereafter...Bringing me back from the dark folds of moon shadow...to remembering...to you...Feel me beside you, ethereal but aching...Play the melodies that beckon me to life...On this silver night, we are one...