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Words of Affi'enia: Understanding blue demands
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Blue insides first touch what I want. Somehow we both knew it was time for. Scary how trouble can’t stop. Normal today, then unbelievable Blue. Silence lashes with such a hard kiss. The first touch just said time. A different way to pin bad ways to the wall. Those smiling mouths that are still wrong. White all over but wicked when unreal. I wondered then when want became get. Black eyes would want your kisses exchanged. It seems I’m trying not to make more trouble,. But it’s going to happen anyway.
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Words of Affi'enia: Remembered dream
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Mid morning at my desk I remembered my dream. I face I've not seen in so long. The building was dark but the embrace was. Smiles and words and easy. Mid morning at my desk I smiled. I thought of yellow roses,. And coffee with the ducks. It's strange how dreams seem real. I could have seen you,. Could have held you. Mid morning at my desk I knew you were alive. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Random wafflings and maybe even some inspiration. Welcome to my mind :o). View my complete profile.
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Words of Affi'enia: The lost poem
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This one has been lost for quite some time. I found it again recently and thought I would share and record it here so it can't be lost again. As far as I can remember it doesn't have a name. The house was slowly imploding. I swear the glass would have returned. If only it knew how. The garden however was an. It was growing and stretching. The rest of the world. The roses bloomed in the chaos. With no one to watch over them. They blossomed bright yellow. You stopped by the house. Stretching your long arms.
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Words of Affi'enia: Desperate red waiting
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Direction without sure understanding. A reminder of bad hope. Beautiful, blue, lonely eyes. But grey love feels relieved. Children would chance it alone. Without ever settling for something lost. No melancholy child wants dark days. Pregnant, I wake lost without sight. I realise blood upsets anything. Something other than red should seek. Out one high being. No flowing would feel right,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Random wafflings and maybe even some inspiration. Welcome to my mind :o).
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Words of Affi'enia: Digging deep
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Something like skin breaking until you find. What are the rules of consensual rape? I can’t explain why. Lock sight with desire and smile with my wavelength. I’m not sure how to deal with the. He makes on my smooth skin. I see visions and I understand. Call it a bad case of reality. Black and blue eyes want to see forever,. Knowing the creature is near. Touch fuelled by want holds thought tight. I’m not sure. If it’s realistic. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Words of Affi'enia: Fast word mouth
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Fast word mouth could. They guarentee deep need. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Random wafflings and maybe even some inspiration. Welcome to my mind :o). View my complete profile. Look with your eyes closed. The places that were ours. Take what you can get. Is there any point in faith. Excerpt from the red life. Chase after the lie. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Words of Affi'enia: Chase after the lie
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Chase after the lie. With opened eyes we plead with the nightmares,. And faith abuses our passion for love. Our pact with worthlessness cherished at heart. Someone needed red embrace. And soft back petals closed instead. Accept that pain lied, forgive blue love. Saddened eyes open on truth. The heartbroken faithful respond in white. And roses remain, grow old, die. Compassion lost in pink dark. You spoke of the inability to trust in flaws. Deep inside yourself it's clear why. View my complete profile.
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Words of Affi'enia: April 2012
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This one has been lost for quite some time. I found it again recently and thought I would share and record it here so it can't be lost again. As far as I can remember it doesn't have a name. The house was slowly imploding. I swear the glass would have returned. If only it knew how. The garden however was an. It was growing and stretching. The rest of the world. The roses bloomed in the chaos. With no one to watch over them. They blossomed bright yellow. You stopped by the house. Stretching your long arms.
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