I am posting one of my poems hope you all don't mind :) It is by no means means my first poem so if you are curious and might want more just say so :) A Faes Plea Cry me a river, oh my lady fair of golden droplets and whisps of vanilla air to weave through the crevices of my emerald banks thus from thou sweet, lily perfume I drank. For now I reside in silent despair my heart has been beaten and, ohh my wings I tear I have built my banks anew, a fresh river can flow the warm scent of primrose has healed my soul. So cry me a river, my lady sprite In its currents and falls we can play and swim all night. My wings have regrown, once again I have my magik now I burn like a candle and its wick. 2-18-2001

Insanity is a waking state...Darkness is a being...Want To Play.........heheheheh