Tuesday, December 5, 2006
Speak to me like you used to before the world fell apart. Before the dragon of time swallowed our union. Before you left and laid me to rest among the traffic of earth. Speak true fragrent words laden with tears of joy; Inspired by nostalgia and hope; Entwined in the radience of our fellowship. Speak to me with words that cut, Ensair, Restore. Remind me of our past when things were real; When you and I were black and white and life made sence. Devour me with your words; That I may be consumed in their fire. Speak to me before it is to late. Before I destroy myself; In want of your direction. I die of thirst for you.