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...

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...

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

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

There are days
when I want nothing more...

Last night
For the first time...

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

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

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