He touches me in the night...
Silently playing me as his instrument, searching for that particular count. Waiting for his talents to utter a breath of life- a note, a song...
Oh you bring me to a high, so high I arch up to meet my player.

He loves me blindly, sees through me into my core...
Digs for what is inside and extracts it out like an archeologist searching for that treasurer he knows, he believes is there....never stopping.
Waiting for that moment to show me that I shine-a smile, my muse...
Oh you stand by me through it all, so supportive I walk with pride.

He walks beside me, listening and talking-my best friend...
Gives me the shoulder I look for in sadness, the arms to hold me when I need support, a heart to lull me when I am scared-my building protecting me from the storm.
A safe place for me to go when times seem hectic or overwhelming...
Calming me...

He is wonderful.

I'm back!!!!!!!

These days have rushed by me as if I have fallen into a warp of time. My writing has taken me to a different outlet called myspace. I knew people were reading there because I could see the numbers rising everyday-however I feel this is a bit more laid back and private. Even though it is posted for all to see, I don't feel too many open this realm to read quite often. I feel I will be coming back here to express my mind. So in essense I am welcoming myself back to writing.......