This is in response to Rebecca's well done piece of ware pixy dust comes from. I had always suspected as much and applaud her on trying to take the mystery out of the mysterous. I'm now going to take this oppurtunity to make light on a similar matter.
You fill me till I can take no more and with loving care.Hungrily I've drawn this in and all you have prepared.But my love we must part ways for now I must surely go.At journeys end alone I'll be please do not follow.Deep within I feel an urge I surrender to my needs.And grows with every step I take and builds with running speed.Throw open wide a prison cell my sentence almost late.Sealed from an outside world locked away is now my fate.Doomed to loose what once was mine a foul and bitter dish.Depart from me I silently pray is now my only wish.At times like these exist a pain it's agony we conceal.Still other moments not as harsh this we hope to feel.In private rule atop our throne we forcefully command.Cold chrome and porcelain fill our gaze in this tiled land.In sweet relief I wipe away the dew upon my brow.And wipe away a passing trace is what concerns me now.A flushing sense fills the room down all matter goes.Fears frost takes its icy grip as trouble overflows.Then mercy shines upon my spirit ware once did fear abound.Swirls the last of my past in a tempest galling sound.All around still haunting me lingers a passing wind.A wicked specter dares to flee from the convenience of my prison.I search now in dreadful fear wide eyed and panic stricken.Disguise discovered freedoms hope in scented perfumed thickened.Washed clean I now depart this foul and most unholy place.My emptiness well hid behind a smile that's drawn across my face.
I expect you feel relieved getting that out, until tomorrow that is!!!
LizLove and light
Liz xxx
12:00 PM CST