Filling in the blanks,
The spaces on your mouth,
That have not seen a kiss before,
That space nobody knows,
That place nobody goes,
Shinning candle night-lights on the floor,
I suppose I will just have to do,
I did not believe in anything,
But I believed in you,
Sing to me,sing to me,
Like a ghost burning and bursting
With a long love lost,
Of a 1000 years,
Just give me something that
I can hold on to,
Something I can believe.

-Jamie F. Nugent

But cry for Sandy Hook
Paris
Cry for those yet to die
At this time of peace that we call Christmas
Yes, weep the bitter tears
Shed by mothers, father's, brothers and sisters
Weep because in this new world of peace
The tears you weep of bitter salt
Might well be the tears you weep for you

Can I show you something?
Don't tell anyone else
What I have right here
Is a secret, ok?
Here it is
Isn't it beautiful?
I found it not too long ago
See how it shines in the light?
Look at all the swirls
How they change from
Pale blue to fiery red
Feel it
It's warm
Doesn't it make your body tingle?
What's it called?
I've heard it's name somewhere
I think
It's called
Solace