Say all the words you want baby
But I'm not breaking down...

Copyright October 5, 2008 by Skye Sieglaff
Stop...

Building a sand castle
is a lot like building...

Last night
For the first time...

In the back of my mind,
I still see him...

He brews a pot of coffee
And leans against against the counter...

Yes, I knew him once.
At least...

When the world around you freezes
And your light shines away...

The first three lines of this poem were gotten...
Postcards fading on the wall...

There are days
when I want nothing more...

I'm entirely capable of taking your criticism
And I'll turn it around to make sense in my mind...

There is a collection of love letters
that I keep hidden...