Fire & Water
Fire burns at your fingertips
Fire that leaps from your perfect lips
Fire that heats all of what I am
Fire that burns in your epigram
At length, you and I are endlessly
Meri McGuire McConn
Star-Crossed
Into the stillness of a dream
The day had been what it'd never been
Wide swing, warm coffee, chilly day;
Words flowed from fingers, come what may
When up I glanced,
In The Beginning
And then, the flow began:
The life that was their own,
The life that was her own,
That urged a broad wingspan;
No longer words, alone;
No longer friends outgrown
She found true
Clichés
Please don't tell me how great I am
If you're just gonna walk away
Frankly, I don't give a damn
I'm here now, let'
Haunted
It's never
"I don't love you"
And it's never
"I don't care"
It's always
"I crave you"