Tuesday, November 23, 2010



Texas Bull
carved from pine and painted with acrylics.

When you no longer have feelings
and you slow dance alone

And time canters by as the last
unicorn fades into the future,
carrying with him a new maiden

When you no longer need to be touched
or hear Romeo’s unspoken words
and loneliness creeps inside your
covers at night and wraps his
cold arms about you

When your tears rain in twilight memories
and your hands no longer reach out for help
stop, and take one moment to embrace
the loved ones that your left behind.

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