Home Is Where My Teddy IsMy dearest fuzzy Teddy Bear I left him on my nightstand back home And now he isn't here.Home Is Where My Teddy Is
I wanted to snuggle my nose Into your warm belly And smell last Christmas's pumpkin pie And Easter's apple blossoms And the hearth's fire from the heart of winter.
I wanted to kiss the sparse fur On the top of your balding head Like Grandfather's.
And kiss your soft little hands Like cousin Derek's.
I wanted to hug you to me And be warm Be safe Be forever a little girl Be home.
Our VowsMy darling, I love you I love you, my doll I kneel at your feet and offer my soul The strongest of torrents can’t rip us apart You’ll give me your life and I’ll give you my heartOur Vows
I’m destitute, darling! No money for jewels. And the poorest of us can be not but fools. Pass me the pole and I’ll fish for a day, But give me a lifetime and the wealth slips away.
I’m ill now, my darling! No strength for today, And I’m waning away in this slow decay. Cover fair eyes, don’t come near my bed. I’ll battle the demons alone
Poison ArrowsLove has seeped into the recesses of my heart.Poison Arrows
She twists and clenches, constricting, fighting.
Thuh-thump the venom whispers.
She trudges through my veins.
Baby Cupid, the bastard child of love and war Smirks in the corner Where the cobwebs hang, stagnant. He knows his poison-tipped arrows never fail.
Thuh-thump the venom whispers.
Friends and storybooks all promise the same
Happy endings Love stories Romance.
Friends and storybooks never danced with this Sinister obsession Devilish pain Tragedy.
I dance with tr
A Short, Endless Biography...A Short, Endless Biography of TushiA Short, Endless Biography...
Tushi was a cat who could have been an ocean.
She could have been other things as well like – a blanket that smelled of warmth, a puddle in your green yards, a broken wristwatch, a collage of photographs never taken together, a pair of socks or even, a grey, cloudy afternoon.
But she must’ve been destined to be an ocean. It’s unquestionable.
Tushi wasn’t always a cat. Before becoming a cat, she had been a balloon. Red with yellow-freckles. Hydrogen filled. After the kid had left the string that connected the b
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