"Pure inspiration

shot straight to this stained glass heart of mine,

liquid love

dripping

from his fingertips like dark rain

touching and healing

sealing up the cracks and holes of my soul with

just

one

look

and three simple words

whispered from the daylight to the bed

so

truthful

that it almost hurts when he drifts off to sleep,

mouthing 'you're beautiful'.

'Even Death can't erase your voice.'"

3/9/2006 11:13pm