If I knew who you were,
I could love you.

If I looked into your eyes,
I could need you.

But the real question is;
If you saw me,
Could you love me?

If you looked into my eyes,
Could you need me?

Or would you find someone else,
And leave me
With the imprint of you on my mind,
Forever?

You know I want you,
You know I need you
Close to me,
Touching me,
Holding me tightly,
Never to let go.

You left your mark upon my body,
You scorched me with your passion,
And gave me a third-degree burn.
Always I will bear this scar,
'Cause I'll make sure it doesn't have time
To heal before we hold each other again.

You know I need you,
Both of us together,
Bodies entwined in passion,
Fulfilling both our needs,
Our wants, and desires.


You left you mark upon my soul,
The ever-present mark of ownership;
A burn, a scar to remind me
Of how much you need me too.

                Third-degree Burn
                    written by [Your Favorite Stranger]
                    to the roller of the-stone-that-rolls

How can I want you,
Say that I belong to you,
Dream of you
In my arms,
And have the same feelings
For him?
I can't help myself,
Can't help the way I feel.
I just want both of you,
Even if you are more real.

owwiii! my fingers hurt!! my callus is twice it's original size!! but i'm happy!! it was all for a project that is still being worked on. i'm copying down Alfred, Lord Tennyson's poem, The Lady of Shalott that is one of my favorites and i am trying to work on memorizing it along with copying it.

i had this weird dream last night that my friends grandma was having Brad Pitt over at her house to play crochet (or however you spell it). my whole family went over there and all the adults just talked with eachother, like having Brad Pitt at your house was an evryday event!! anyway, all of us younger people were sitting in this car, that was like a box with wheels and a cab, and talking with Brad except me because i felt like watching. after all of them left, (the younger kids) Brad had this long list (i'm embarased to say) of things my siblings wanted him to get for them! he looks at me and i look at him, and i say,' they're just kids and that kind of stuff makes kids happy' or something along those lines. then we start talkin', and laughing and having a great time like friends do (Brad Pitt and me?! friends?!) until we have to go rescue the kids in a car without brakes that rolling down a steep hill. Brad disappears from the dream after that, but until i woke up, i had this feeling that i had gotten a new friend. pretty weird, huh?

have you ever wondered what would happen to mankind and the human race if everything and everyone disappeared except fo you and all the kids on you bus? no one else anywhere? well, i guess the insults about "i wouldn't make out with you if you were the last guy/girl on the planet" would kinda come into play..... naw, i'd just let it all die out. Mankind could die out and God could create a new earth and everything, but i would not keep it going myself!! there is no way i would have a child by _any_ guy on my bus! even if it meant the end of.....everything!!

now he has disappeared(ie:he didn't answer the last message. or three) oh well. i suppose i shoud find something else to do besides sitting around waiting for him to get back. if he's really gone.

ahhhhaha. i have so much fun talking with Jesse. if he asks i might tell him my name.... might. but that would be a first for me to do, so i hope he would feel honored. probably not, unless i told him it was a first, and even then maybe not. males _are_ ......different creatures, although i don't know if i myself would really consider being told someone's name an honor....

Well i just got myself an account and i'm lovin' it! this place is awesome! it's like my dream come true! i love elves and faeries and things like that and now i've found a website that deals with that very thing!! this is like so COOL!! I'm totally phsyched!!