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A small sample of my writings, musings, ravings, and dreams

This section of the site is under construction. I'll be uploading my writings soon, it's just that I got invited to do Oprah's Book Club, and my latest novel made the New York Times bestseller list, so I've been rather busy of late:) Click here to return to the castle
"Unanswered Questions"

did you know i loved you? what did you feel...what did you mean? how could i have asked you those questions? your arms around me, your lips on my cheek. how did you love? friend or lover? Eros or Platos? what was it for you? an ache that reaches to the very roots of my soul...which is still calling you.still so confused, wish i had the answers. will I ever know? remembering you , the pain the universal ache, the longing for someone I cannot ever have again. i only wish you knew of my love for you which still smolders within the fire of my heart.will it ever be extingiused? i desire you, my love my one my only...tossing and turning at night thinking of you my love. how do i find the words to tell you of my raging desire so strong it cannot be put into words...still calling you from a million miles away. did you love me? did you feel that same desire to unite two souls into one? where do i find the answers to those questions? will you ever know how much i desired you?

remembering your kiss on my cheek...awakening a desire that burns to the very deepest depths of my soul. goosebumps everywhere,desire for you..love so strong i could not articulate it in mortal words. how long til my soul can say those words? don't know how to say those words that mean so much.. holding you,wanting you, craving you,desiring you beyond all mortal barriers. i'm helpless against it's onslaught. no word ever uttered could ever tell you what you mean to me. will you ever know? no becuase the love should be in a graveyard, it's spirit long since dead. my soul still aches and screams in agony no one should ever have to bear. long since dead, cold and rotting, like the embodiment of the pain i feel.