She found peace
Alone
In the dark
With her **demons

I admit I am a dark, exhausted beast--
a memory no one summons.


But you rise at dawn with raven hair--
a child of soldier and sun.


Although you've gone,
I covet your crescent grin.


and the sun

within the lining

of your skin.

Perfection found
in
personality flaws
and
Beauty
in
broken souls

Words
Words with depth-
with passion
can go so much further than any touch could ever reach


Nothing touches you quite like that
no, nothing can leave you as raw

So please don't speak a single word

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro