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FAIRY'S SLEEP
A fairy sits alone in thought
Balanced on the moon
Lookng down she seems distraught
Trying to find the room
A place to lay her head tonight
Deep in the city lights
A place to keep her warm and tight
Where violent people fight
Oh to see the world at peace
Calm and so refreshing
A dream this fairy knows to well
As a futuristic blessing
Now she softly lays her head
Cradled in the moon
She sleeps with futuristic dreams
And waking not to soon.
Kristan Tyler Shepherd
Copyright ©2008 Kristan Tyler Shepherd
I'm sorry if it takes me a long time to respond to your emails or comments, but I'm on vacation in Europe and I don't have my personal computer with me. I will be back to the States in 10 days. I promise you all that I will answer to you all.
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The Smell Of Success
Smell the twinkle of a rose
Lifting fragrance to your nose
Giving you a breath of air
That just might rid you of your cares
To worry not for just a spell
To free your soul with just a smell
And take you out away from life
Just long enough to make things right
This is just how I feel today
I'm being published hip hip hooray
Jeanne Warnes
Copyright ©2008 JeanneWarnes
THIS IS MY PRESENT TO YOU FOR ALL YOUR DOING FOR US, IT'S CORNY, BUT ITS ALL YOURS RIGHTS INCLUDED, YOUR NEW FRIEND.
HEAD SPOOK
BLOOD SEDUCES
Dear sweet Rachel, sits at her piano and plays the somber notes of tune long forgotten. She starts to feel the heat from such a warm sultry night, so she gets up to walk accross the old wooden floors of her library over to the french doors that lead to her fathers rose gardens, she opens them only to notice the full moon. A warm breeze fills her lungs, the autum air blows her silk gown gracefully back.
She returns to her piano, and again she plays her sweet somber tune, as the breeze blows in she plays with more intensity knowing now she senses the presense of a stranger. She keeps her self from looking back, feeling the alure of someone watching her as she plays was stirring feelings of excitement in her young heart. In the reflection of the piano she could see a man standing at the entrance her heart now beating at a tremendous rate she played on. The stranger walks in, as he approaches sweet Rachel her breathing becomes more intense, he walks up to rachel she can feel his warm breath on her neck, his long blond hair blowing in the breeze with her own, her playing smooth and not missing a note. Now as she plays she feels his lips gently on her neck, Chills running up and down her arms she leans back to feel his touch, he then plunges his long hard teeth into her neck she gasps as it sends a climactic pain throughout her body her blood surging into his long hard fangs. He lifts his head and she turns only to hear his deep deep voice say......."My dear sweet Rachel, come with me I have made you .....Imortal!"........
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