Silver flame in lanterns light
Must I be so argumentative, if only for the better. But I only hear of the worst. I curse my own words, I wish all things to be better. Still not, shall I ever win? Still not, will my words betaken so far. What do I want more than the tongue of a dreamer? Nothing. To speak only in beauty, and be the Giver. That?s not me, I am hurtful.I am sad, but I see only the best in others. I?m a perfect Optimist. So said is the life of this dreamer. Dreamer by heart but flawed, with a human mind. No need to continue; no need to speak on matters I concern. I fail with instinct, I fail with conceits. Damn all men in my world, damn all shadows in my sleep. Must I follow my own nature? I?ll be the Martyr.


Its been a long week at school. Tests, and heavy reading with lack of books. ?But nothing else matters any more. When I?m with you.? I get to go Lindsay, and hang with the Fokes. I need this break, well off to go play Obsession.
Thanks for the beautiful poem Lin.
(I love every thing you do for me)