Tears were the elegance saturating my lashes with scars and fears,
for the warmth had dissolved between a blanket of isolation,
believing that the pages between the bindings of a fairy tale were nothing
but the odd rust of myths that were never meant to breath nor live;
Yet silent you were long just an AP aunt to me who tenderly graced words
with a truth that I can and still can not see, for it was and still remains
passionately hard too see past the cold reflection of my mirror,
yet somewhere between the two glass keyboards is a power that you have
to make me sense the tingle of shivers on my spine that I am something,
but something more for in your heart I do believe I became a someone.
It was the way that when my feet began to run you simply linked
your fingers with my thumb and mind, asking with a softest tone to not hide
because the picture had not been fully painted; yet silently I cried
that I was ignorant and nothing but a mere selfish child who wanted only
a hand to hold and arms to be cradled in when humid thunder would pour.
Like a pulse there was suddenly a rare occasion of butterflies when I simply
labeled myself as no one else's but your simple girl behind the screen;
So why is it that when your gone I think and miss the way that you sooth me
away from the stress of panics, and every log on I ask to see your name.
And I wondered, had I missed all the dates to listen to the lyrics of you,
calling me your baby girl, where suddenly the mood would resemble tears
now represents that of a smile; I had been the weaklings to the roots of
the weed that would be pulled up from the soil,
but now I am a fighter for you made me believe that to jump was to fly,
and every-time I close my eyes or for a moment feel that I can not breath or sing
I remember that somewhere across an ocean you have and will believe me.
True love differs from each nectar as does every rose in a field,
but each one is the beginning of a brand new fairy tale that can never be compared,
for it is a passion of feelings that lives in two combined souls.





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