Shadow lake.

Well, no words of wisdom this day, just came off of a wonderful break! lets hear it for stretching!!! (insert random noises of approval here :D )

here is why im really writing today (wahtt, you mean telling us what you have been doing is not enough????)

A poem i want to share, inspired by Rangely, Maine, and meh own
sparkly self (not a vampire, thank goodness)

Lonely eyes stare at the stars
Of a warm summer night.

Wishing for a star to fall
Just seeking the company of the light.
Wind sings to the trees
A soft humming, a crying loon.

Reflections glimmer on a lake
Of dreams and sliver moon.
Touch the cool water
Send ripples through the false
Friend of mirrored sky.

Do not have fear
Its not your shadow that can die.
Only weep where love has been
Do not tear away from now, for then.

Lonely eyes stare at the stars
Of a warm summer night.
Can you see through
days failing light?