belle2007–2002 |
dada2002–1999 |
sundance1999–1997 |
frere1997–1995 |
julian1995–1994 |
stone1994–1993 |
14 February 2003
my love for you
is more than pagan words
can understand
and can only be defiled
when spoken of
by heathen lips
disrobed before me
in my wickedness
my entire flesh
would be consumed
so even i am left
to comprehend more
day by day
Copyright © 2003 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