By Me : tragikpink@yahoo.com
Date: 11 October 2000

Sweet

closing your pillow eyelids
with sticky fingertips
and kissing perfect lips
of silk with this tainted
yet candied tongue
are the last strands of 
hair i've left to hold on to

hang so high in the
heavens among your golden clouds
as i dangle from your steep cliffs
of words
and that smile of stars, hidden
beneath your aura of innocence
crashes through the lightning
to shame the sun once more

the flames grow behind
lashing eyes out at me
stay while i stare into your divinity
and slide farther down the spiral