The Things We Never SayMy Dear,The Things We Never Say
We've come again to this. You're in the bedroom slamming drawers and packing suitcases, crying on the phone to your mother. I can hear the corners of your conversation: "Can you believe it?" and "...should've left years ago." I think I heard a "worthless son of a bitch" bounce against the closet. (Let's hope, this time, you leave it on its hinges.)
I wonder what you're wearing. You ripped your blouse getting out of the car tonight—caught it on that three carat platinum bracelet I bought you for Valentine's Day—so I can't imagine it's survived y
StarsWe lay together, so romantically cliche, in the sand. The sky was so brilliantly clear, I remember thinking somebody simply M U S T have planned it. It was as though a huge, magnificently black sheet had been draped about us, keeping us sheltered in our own sweet little world. But somebody had been neglectful. There were holes in the sheet! I wondered if the being whos responsibility it was to cover the earth was being punished for giving us mere mortals aStars
The Ice QueenIce Queen She comes in the night When the air is cold She takes you in your sleep In her embracing holdThe Ice Queen
She lives alone In her froze throne She lives in despair In the coldness of the air
She will turn your heart to stone She will freeze your skin to the bone She will take your life away In the weather of May
She’s an angel with broken wings Like a harp with broken strings She cries in the night To the morning light
Her joy is sorrow She feels her pain She carves her initials in your skin So
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