The strings sang as her
fingers danced in time with her voice. The song was a light one, faeries
and their twilight meetings, yet the combination of the melodic harp music
and her words gave it a life of it's own. Even the animals seemed to recognize
this event as special. The horses stood still, the chickens made little
noise as they prepared for the night. Even her hound was attentive. The
night was hers alone.
As she strummed the last chord,
her voice dying away from the final syllables, not a sound was made. All
was silent and unmoving. She hopped down from the table and proceeded to
wipe her hand-harp, polishing it to a rich golden hue. Humming quietly,
some long forgotten tune, she placed it in a tan leather bag. The bag slung
over her shoulder, bumping against the dagger strapped at her side, she
motioned for the hound to come. They then made their way down the dimly
lit path, the only light coming from the silver crescent moon overhead.
Written Upon the Loss of a Friend
Slidin' this way and that,
hoppin' from clique to clique.
No cares, no worries,
all powerful, all beautiful.
The world falls at your feet,
as does every guy with honest feelings
for ya.
You'll take the sweetie for a ride,
then cut his heart out and
throw it to the dust on the floor.
Spread empty rumors and false accusations.
Hey girl, when you gonna tow the
line?
How many lives will ya mess before
you realize what you've done?
You're so arrogant.
Conceited. Egocentric.
You make me sick with your petty
secrets.
What's a secret if everyone knows?
Guess I won't be trustin' you again.
Listen here, luv, you ain't the
best.
You've strung me along for so long
friend, but now it's "so long."
I'm not playing your game any longer,
cuz you know what?
I cherish my friends.
My love is sincere, and people trust
me.
Maybe I'm not as popular as you,
babe,
but guess what?
I'm the real thing.
You won't ever be something if
you ain't genuine.
That means, luv, no more manipulation.
No more ignoring your best buds
for time with slackers.
What's important here?
That's what I want to know.
The ego trip, the
scandals, the parties. Gimme a break.
I liked the real you.
The always-happy-and-hyper you.
I'm wearing black today, chick.
You know why?
Cuz I lost ya.
Plain and simple.
The Realization of Love
He came suddenly into view,
quietly,
putting the pieces back together.
Bit by bit.
He chased the thunder away,
and when the storm-clouds hung over
my head,
I had soft wings to shelter under.
Warmth and love.
My spirit began to shine-
radiating, like the sun.
Before I found him,
my world was viewed in grey.
Until the shades of indifference
were colorized- he walked in.
Last Dance
His face shone in the multicolors
While he danced
The lights flashing
He drew her close
She smiled in the darkness
Her head resting on his shoulder
No More Searching
I used to think that I was the owner
of an endless hole.
A void in my heart,
tearing my mind in two.
I was wishing for someone
to fill the gap.
(I never could find him)
I realize now that I was missing
me.
The hole? It was for myself.
I was too busy looking
for that special person
to realize I was
losing myself in the process.
To My Friend
You're my ray of sunshine
when the clouds circle overhead.
Your smile and your warm eyes
light up even the darkest hour.
You relax me, calm me down
when I get all worked up.
Your charm and sensitivity
make me melt.
Your words hold such honesty
even when they're hard to get out.
You are the pillow I cry on
when things don't go quite as planned.
You're the one star in millions
that sparkles for me.