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  Feb 2015 Rebecca Lynn
Don Bouchard
Elven prince
Tender of trees
Molder of leaf-covered mansions,
And brother to the green and growing;
Older than Dwarves,
Older than Men,
And Hobbits,
Younger than Ents,
Eternally young,
Fading slowly
To the West....

Truer heart
Never surged,
Inscrutable,
Unfathomable,
Anchored in Old Codes,
Time out of human mind,
Hidden motives
Sometimes revealed,
Sometimes blind....
Worthy of fearful trust.

Friend to true-hearted
Hobbits,
Men,
Dwarves,
Eagles,
White wizards,
Hunter of Nazgul,
Blade-armorer.

Warg Enemy,
Orc Killer,
Spider Foe,
Sauron Hater,
Murdering Mordor....
  Feb 2015 Rebecca Lynn
Roxxanna Kurtz
I look so good in your clothes,
and even in your bed;
With sunlight dripping down my knees
and your fingers grazing my back.
You've melted into my skin,
and invaded my heart and head.
And love is like your fingertips
as they trace my hips and thighs.
Or how your lips race across my collarbone,
and somehow sink into mine.
And you tear me down so quickly,
with one look and that smile.
I don't know how we've ended up here,
*but I hope you stay awhile.
Rebecca Lynn Feb 2015
Perfection, Perfection
We must have perfection
We will assimilate
We will conquer
To all those opposed
Resistance is futile
One voice, many minds
One collective, zero individuals
How much time do we waste
Striving for impossible perfection?
How many lives do we destroy
AS we attempt to make all around us conform?
Perfection is futile
Living is imperfect
Living is life
I am an individual
I am one.....
Rebecca Lynn Feb 2015
Tick tick tick goes the clock

Marking the passing of time

As I walk into a future full of unanswered questions

Every second another ‘me’ slips

In to a past full of forgotten moments

I die a million times, a trillion times, dying and dying

Always dying, Always forgetting who I was

Unsure of who I am and afraid of who I will become

Each second I breathe, each time my heart beats

A chance to live and a chance to die

Tick tick tick goes the clock

Marking the passing of time

Who is this person

Looking out with my eyes

Who were they, who are they and who will they be

For every moment I die

For every moment is now

For every moment that will be

For the past, for the present and for the future I see

When all seems lost, another dies and another is born

Tick tick tick goes the clock

Marking the passing of time

For all the me's that once lived

One at a time, in each second that's passed

Time does not slow, it marches on

Because time knows no bounds

Ever determined to bring me to the end

An end I fear, but know not its hour

But when I reach that moment, who will I be

Will I even know who'll be looking out from those cold lifeless eyes

Tick tick tick goes the clock

Marking the passing of time

A billion me's, a billion you's

To the end of time, To the end of space

When I look into my past, I mourn all my deaths

Some to be proud, some to regret and some to mourn

I hope, I breathe, I think and I cry

To the me's long lost, I'm sorry, so so sorry

To the me I am now, good luck and god speed

To the me that will be, allons-y, onward we go

Tick tick tick goes the clock

Marking the passing of me

— The End —