You know how this is when your love leaves you like the wind
the crystal moon reveals the slow autumn at my window was the
touch of the wind. If I touch it back it would flee from me near the fire of the wind can take what I feel away it's your love I want to say. The impalpable ash wrinkled body of the log everything carries me to you.

As if everything that exists aromas light metals were little boats that sail and Paris reveals the love that I feel, your love a wait for me set free, they say love is blind but I see just fine. If you love someone set it free and if that one comes back to you it was always yours. It's you I adore my armor.

- Judy Emery © 2004
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery