SUNRISE SORCERY Hair of gold spun so fine. Lips like red red wine. Eyes a deep forest green, Gentalness barely seen. Her voice like wind soft or hard, Twist of fate turn of card. Standing in a short leather dress, Turquoise sun upon her chest. Silver dagger wooden spear, Is she hunting you ;you fear. Have you sprung her sunrise trap, Or has she your backk in a scrap? Will you lay down your arms, Taken in by her sunny charms? D.M. Purnell 3/6/2004 10:48 pm MOONLIGHT MYSTERY All alone in her room, Sits the child of the moon. Wearing nothing but her smile, She dances with the moon awhile. Eyes as dark as onyx deep, Skin as soft as spider's creep. Hair like bonfire flame, Lips full as she calls your name. Dare you find her in the dawn, Will she have her clothing on? Looking at you feel her stare, Don't you know your soul is bare. Looking at her face your fears, The child of the moon in tears. What has she seen in future past, To give her such a sadly cast. Do you ask or should you wait, Will she change or seal your fate? D.M.Purnell 3/6/2004 11:50 pm (two for the price of one :: wink :: have fun and stop by all my favorite artests stores and gallerys do not miss out on their magic)