From the Bottom of My Heart

Her heart no longer beats in rythm with others
the shadow it casts over her soul hides the brightest light
that now only glows dimmly whilst her emotion smothers
the complexity of one so cold now in sight....

The attempts of all who cross her leave their mark
It's these scars she keeps sacred to her cold dieing heart.
When the fire of desire engulfs this wingless lark,
may she finally be free to create eternal art.

I love you Ryan. Always and forever my love.


(c)Momo-Deary