Posted by susan47 on February 5, 2008, at 19:30:14
In reply to Haven, posted by Toph on February 5, 2008, at 8:45:00
> At the end of this refuge
> The warm, bright light tugs invitingly.
> Yet there is solace in
> These cold stone walls that securely shield me.
> Certain peril awaits a careless exit.
> Better to remain sheltered in this
> Damp, dark, defensive den
> Where echoing voices are familiar,
> Familiar.
>My answer, the only thing I can come up with,
not very poetically spoken,
not like you, a true Artist, but just from me,myselfandi, Toph
Toph ....
listen, my darling.
Mozart.
Klaviersonate KV 311 ... Allegro con spirito,
Andante con espressione,
Allegretto.Careful living.
The stone wall, my harbour,
the warmth of the bed,
the fire glowing,
a bare back,
fingers on fire
keys black and white,
smooth and mellowed,
tones.
So many loves.
so much living, missed.
only my mind forgives me.
Only in my mind can happiness be found.Sh*t.
F*ck*ng hell.
The f*ck*ng familiar voices need to be quieted.
New ones can be found.
poster:susan47
thread:810814
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