Our Savior

Above all other things, today is the celebration of Christ's birthday.

Lastnight's Dream

Through the crowd of travelers, he went to her like a cloud of dreams. Bag in hand, she glanced around the space searchingly, but nowhere in her vision, was he a sight to be found. Then suddenly that voice from behind, those hands on her hips, his breath at her ear as the words "at last, my beautiful has arrived" escape his lips.



immediately followed by her lips touching his.

the essence of time

these flirtations with the mind. the body. the soul.
could they last and last to the point of mental corruption? if only the possibility of you being here with me was not so far-fetched, i think i would be...

what is happiness to those who seek the fulfillment of something that halts time and captures the loss for words?

i think some things should have no definition, because some things cannot be described.
these treasured figments of life need only be based on sensation, and what a beautiful notion that is, especially through the vehicle of the human senses, the body and the mind.

it is true that what you feel and what i feel may differ. and in this instance, no right or wrong exists. and in this instance, we come to realize that sensation is one of the most beautifully unstructured elements which makes us feel most alive.

to be human is exquisite.
and i should think, or merely only hope that you find the same to be true.

why i cannot.

Siren Song

words for the lovely:

Are you my family? Can I stay with you a while?
Can I stop off in your bed tonight? I could make you smile.
In the morning I'll make you breakfast. In the evening, I'll warm the bed.
And I'll always be happy to kiss you. Promise I'll never get sad.

Till the siren come calling, calling. It's driving me evil, evil
I was a heart breaker, I loved you. The same way I do.
But I've got so much wickedness and sin.

My name is Pearl and I'll love you the best way I know how
My blonde curls slice through your heart
And the siren come calling...In the night, till the light

Help you dress yourself up fancy. Bathe you when you get sore
I'll be good, I think I could be all you would want and more and more
Be proud when you dazzle the wondrous. Glitter your eyes for the town.
Tell every last boy that you're my man. Try not to let you down.

Till the siren come calling, calling. It's driving me evil, evil.
I was a heart breaker, I loved you, the same way I do,
But I've got so much wickedness and sin.

My name is Pearl and I'll love you the best way I know how
My brown curls slice through your heart and the stars are exploding in the night
It won't be long until you'll break

No, it won't be long until you break
It won't be long until you break
It won't be long until you break, 'cause I'm evil, 'cause I'm evil