My soul to keep, too soon to speak.
Hush...

Walking on wilting dandelions, and feeling the...
The pale dew drops of morning on the frosty blades...

Wishing to fall into a another world,
she lays her ebony locks into the steaming water...

Night is a time of peacefulness, and harmony.
Day is sunshine, pleasant and sunny, but nights...

Live, laugh, different
Daring, one should be and stay...

There may be a coil in my back.
Like something breathing heat in my cold body...

The chains that bound me.
These eyes that force my face up...

The night has fallen like a sensual sillk that...
My eyes grow heavier, as I make my way up the...

The ever spinning beauty that whimsically falls...
Their priding gazes and spiraling manes vivify the...

A beautiful night...
Starry gaze...

This quiet song cannot be sung, like to a child in...
These words aren't protection, they are exposure...

Maybe the world wants to add her to its menagerie...
A circus full of fabulous freaks...