Your summer eyes
shining upon mine
your summer eyes
have left me behind
days of old
like a photograph
of black and white
let's make tomorrow tonight
piercing through my soul
nights of long ago
your summer eyes
open up my windows
like a flower
with the rain
falling down
your summer eyes
like the petals
coming alive
I need to see
your material face
taking me
to a different place
your summer eyes
keep me alive
in this
magical time
of changing destiny
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Coffee
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