littledeath

The stars shine less than bright
when I lack your eyes to see them with;
my petals droop without your touch,
and I am alone.
I wander blindly through the night,
and wither under the chiming skies
dim with the despair of solitude.
I cannot last without your sight,
your way of cherishing this silence.
Our roots thirst in seperate gardens;
two lonely wild flowers,
we grow towards each others' light,
and all that shines shines twice as bright.


now then....
I'm off to the bar tonight, I should have some good stories by tomarrow...hehe. I'm never gonna quit smokin' if I don't quit drinkin'...I met a pretty cool dude last night, he's a golden glove boxer, they're always good to have around..lol