

I AmI am the sea that laps the shores I am the flower that opens to the sun I am the sun that warms its petals I am the cat that naps by the fire I am the hand on your shoulder when you need a friend I am the Valkyrie that defends you I am the healing touch I am the song that welcomes the morning, and the whisper that draws down the night I am the one you cannot have I am the one who has always been yours I am the twang of the bow when the arrow has been loosed I am the knife in the gunfight I am the sudden laughter when all seems lost I am the eternal dancer I amI Am


Arianrhod at the Grocery StoreShe was outside in the Albertson's parking lot as I drove up, her white-blonde hair hanging straight down, making her look a fey goddess as she insolently sipped her beer bottle, smoking a cigarette and lounging out the passenger window of the truck. The truck's owner, her boyfriend presumably (O blessed among mortals!) had run inside and she was left alone, to revel in the sudden coldness and bask in the glow of the moon while playful winds tangled their fingers in her hair. My car is old, and clunky, and the driver's door doesn't work, but I forced it open anyway when I stepped out rather than invite scorn from those lArianrhod at the Grocery Store


Broken StringsI used to make my bracelets From your broken guitar strings. I'd sit and listen for hours in your garage To your latest pounding song The latest girl who done ya wrong Who'd never love you quite the same as me.Broken Strings
And I wondered if you knew I'd die for you...
Now high school's long behind us And college fluttered past And we've both moved on and found our older selves. While I'm settled with one man You do as many as you can And you tell me that I'm lucky that I never dated you.
And I laugh and roll my eyes Give a casual hug goodbye As


Snapshot 1To A Girl With Sea-Colored-Hair Who Came Into Elmo’s Diner in the Spring of 2001Snapshot 1
From across the restaurant I was transfixed. Your hair was a deep bluish-green, the color of the sea when you’re out of sight of land. Your eyes, too, were the same translucent shade, jewels set in the alabaster white of your skin. The moment I saw you I wanted to touch your perfect body, run my hands through the shining waters of your hair. It was a feeling I had never had for a woman before… but you weren’t just any woman. Your hair was short and tousled, just long enough that spikes wouldn’t hold, and your face was beautiful, strong and delic
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