awww... that is so sweet here is a flower for you

noting else matters by metallica

atm im listning to very invisble by armor for sleep

i love mushrooms especially when u fry them up yourself

i just started a couple of months ago i have a lvl 30 dwarf hunter and a lvl 25 night elf druid

1. knights of the old republic
2. knights of the old republic II
3. fable
4. elder scrolls IV: Oblivion
5. ddo (dungeons & dragons online)
6. world of warcraft
7. everquest II

ginger ale

I agree with Enya, I have met a few goths in the city and they were really nice people, very friendly.

Here I Go Again by Whitesnake

cheese, mushrooms, mayo, relish, ketchup, tomatoe

Celine Dion - It's All Coming Back to Me

As I stand here off in the shadows,
I watch the people who pass by me.
I look for someone, who is worthy of my gift,
Someone to whom I can bestow my kiss.

As the night wears on, I see no one who is special enough to satisfy me,
No one who is special enough for my tender kiss.
As the night bleeds into dawn, I must not be too selective,
For my time is wearing thin.

At last I see the perfect victim,
Someone who is perfect for my gift.
She is young and healthy,
I can smell her fear already.

As she passes me, her smell is intoxicating,
The smell she emits is of her fear of the unknown.
I snatch her quick as lightning,
She does not have time to react,
She is stricken with terror.

When our eyes lock, time seems to stand still,
In her eyes, I see her vulnerability, her dread.
I enter her mind and consume her terror,
As I feed off her fear, I give her my gift, my kiss.
As I penetrate her skin, I taste her sweet copper blood,
Her silent screams go unheard.
When I release her, her body goes limp.

The meal she has given me was one to satisfy the ages,
A meal of fear and blood.
And I have given her my gift,
My gift to her was my tender kiss of death.

Roger Miller - King of the Road

Very nice poem. I enjoyed reading it

alannah myles - song instead of a kiss

not yet but I do share a longhaired cat named frisky when my cat passed away my son said I could share his cat with him

yes I am a cat lover. my pic is of my heart Pookie who passed away in december 2004

atm im listening to Mudvayne - Small Silhouette

when I write poetry I get inspired by the weirdest things.
For example my poem the Leaf I was inspired by a rather tough algerbra question.

There once was a lot of us,
But now as it turns colder,
There are a few of us left.

The wind sings our death song,
Many have submitted to it already.
But I must be strong,
If not for me, for the rest of my family.

As I watch in horror,
My sisters and brothers fall to their death.
The wind howls in anger,
I must be defiant,
I will not succumb to its cries.

Now I am truly alone