essence_of_her_lost Death of a Rose A fleeting penmanship is upon us, a marking you had let wane. But my memory is stylized, a catch all in inventory. My purposeful step has entertained the moat of our survival. An aria in unfamiliar writing, is it worth the penny you drop? Or the beggar's changling? But this champions the stillness of your heart; a slow pleasant endeavour, a mislead trio, the immoral playtime of the grasses swaying. Granite pictograms embedded in the ice, Venus travelled in mistake, a point in your favour, another involuntary smile. A gift of her in the thought of her essense, a traced rememberance. Unmistakable partaking you shall soften. Who you outline is questionable. 040818 ... pete a union on the roof, the city haze blazing behind the shaking leaves of the maple. laying together in a heap, one on the other on another on one warmth spreading through safe contact. wind rising in no hearts fire blazing in no hearths moments passing and none to feel them. timeframe shifts forward, laying alone on the roof surrounded by empty bottles, and their caps. a roach sits on the window ledge two in the crawlspace, and a stash hidden in the open downstairs. veggie tales in the vcr, ani singing me awake, feeling in the empty sky for the essence of her assumed kiss 040818 ... Cornerstone . 040819 ... mourninglight I think what I want is to leave my essence on someone's skin. and not have them forget me. 041029 ... Syrope leaving behind nothing doesn't necessarily ensure you're forgotten 041029 ... suicidalchinadoll but its nice to know you've been felt. and from time to time..you still are. 041030 ... auburn Though I'm sure it's of little relevance... I've never been able to remove the feel of you on my skin. 080817 ... unhinged sad_lonely_pathetic with girlish moments to save me so that i'm not completely swept away in_the_wake_of_lamentable_tides so hard to concentrate on_contentment these days and then one of my students will come in all excited practiced that i get to amaze children the innocence of a pure reaction i used to be that way and i get to be again in the smiles and tears of six year olds trying to learn how_to_play_bach 080818 ... In_Bloom How I wish it had been But there I was bitterly squirming beneath Feeling overshadowed and repulsive Wasted spit and sweat and dreams lost to you memories of someone else 080818 what's it to you? who go blather from