*sobs*

What a way to wake up in the morning - luckily after coffee or I don't think I'd be able to cope.

I'm not sure it's possible for me to find a new way to tell you how much I love your poetry (in fact, I've probably used that before), but I really do.

"A prison cell, a chapter end, a quick affair,

Thrown apart once, thrown together twice,"

"Single voice mourning in the infant morning,"

"Teardrop kisses on her scalded cheek,"

Okay, once again I could not narrow it down to 3 lines. But I managed 4, which I reckon is pretty impressive. Off to read the other one now, just to upset myself some more. :P

xx

You made me cry. It was amazing. "Innocent love that was never wrong" That was what they were to each other. And that last part, when her soul drifts away while she is being held by his arms... AMAZING.