Archive for January, 2009

If he gets it,
Then that’s his business.
And If he doesn’t,
Well, then it’s still mine.


Lost Soul

22Jan09

Ghost reflection stares you in the eyes,
Says nothing, means nothing, prophesies nothing.
It looks back as a mirror of youth,
Innocence, mistakes and lies.
In it’s hot pink strapless bra and lacy panties,
It’s a reminder of all that it can no longer be.
A reminder that it knows better now,
But longs to forget the lesson.
Tossing and turning in its [...]