Mar. 30th, 2010

gnutmeg: (bamboo)
It was a full moon last night. Anyone else make wishes?

I made one. Do you think the rabbit was listening?


My wishes never come true, but I'd be very happy if just this one did.
gnutmeg: (dark)
nothing is finer than waiting
taking time to hear the blood
trickle through your veins
like an hourglass
meting out you days
but it's strange and new
and never coming back
you don't need to stand on the moon
to see this worldview
it's just a spider's web with a thousand dewlike jewels
and dusty pages of all the old fairy tales
trapped and made my own
gnutmeg: (slash)
we're like nails and silk
you're so tough against my softness
how do we ever fit together?
you go straight through me
hold me still
I'll be so damaged
if you ever let me go
but even now
you've torn me
and I can never ever be the same
gnutmeg: (light)
storms in your eyes
as in your heart
don't be gray, sunshine
though you leave me blue
I can't be your sky
though I would love to hold you
you pass through me
off to another day