"The frangrance always lingers in the hand that gives the rose."
Hadia Bejar

~~~~~~~~~To Dream Awake~~~~~~~

I tucked my pillows all around
So not to feel alone
Into the dead quiet of night
I ached for you into my bones
My yearning pierced each silent wail
Into a void they groped and fell
Until my lonely twisted aches
Slipped me to sleep to dream awake!


~Illusion~

In the diminished power of illusion
Her tears lasso a dream
Facets fade as the shade draws
Upon embroidered gloss she screams
In quiet sobs she remorses
What was then, is now... and gone
She holds the smile he gave her
Then pain strikes to her bones
Regrets of why it happened
Their crossroads of pure pain
When he came out of nowhere
Then for years echoed her name
It just wasn't meant to happen
As farrowed dreams paint fault
They bow to her fast sorrow
As her tears turn into salt
This world can be so beautiful
As dawn begins each day
But love can paint a canvas
Turn sunshine into grays
They take another pathway
Never knowing what is gone
To live a life without true love
Then go their way alone.