belle2007–2002 |
dada2002–1999 |
sundance1999–1997 |
frere1997–1995 |
julian1995–1994 |
stone1994–1993 |
18 July 2002
And they smiled down upon her
And they blessed her like the lilies
And they filled her lungs with sweet breath
And caressed her in the wind
Copyright © 2002 Charles Fry
empty soul when i am an angel Awake. Arise. The morning comes. so we meet again joyeux anniversaire earthly flesh angels descended silently my arms await you openly go wash thyself thrice This morning darkness rose again love lest we be saved at least the tree of life my love for you This icy rain awakes me And at last. And they smiled down upon her