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     The darkness has faded around the edges, light seeping in slowly like the steady drip of a faucet left too long in decay. The ground beneath me that was once crumbling is knitting itself back together before my very eyes, the trenches of despair vanishing as if they had been nothing but a ghostly apparition. The whispers that once filled the silence have turned into the humming lullaby of a nightingale singing softly from it's perch. The coldness that once engulfed me, chilling me to my very core has begun to drift away, sliding into the night as the threat of the morning sun chases it far away.

     I turn my face to the sky in anticipation, eagerly awaiting the dawning of a new day. The shadows try to invade this new found light, threatening to strip away my hopes and dreams. I close my eyes and focus on your face, the face of my love and know that in the end, all will be as it should. I smile as I remember your touch and know I must be patient, I must wait until the time passes for us to be together again. I will wait. I will wait until the end of time if that is what it takes. I shiver as I remember the glide of your fingers across my flesh, an innocent gesture that never fails to move me.

     I will wait here, adjusting to this light that you have brought into my life, I will wait for you. I throw my head back and let the rising sun bathe my face in all it's warmth and wonder how did I ever survive the darkness for so long. Many have tried and failed to bring light into my life, they have stumbled over the many corpses of my dreams and forgotten hopes along the way. I ponder how it is that you found your way in, past the walls, past the scars, into my heart with such ease. Perhaps I will never know, the who's, the why's and the where's do not matter as much as the when's. I hold my breath for a moment as I think of when I will see your face again, when I will hold you in my arms again, when I look into your eyes and say.........

                                                welcome home my love.

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~ErilisVampyre Aug 5, 2009

Beautiful.

~cruel-dreams Aug 22, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

thanks you so much hun....how are you?

~ErilisVampyre Sep 1, 2009

Sure.

Oh...I'm still jobless and penniless, which sucks especially since my computer broke down again and I can't get my writings out of it. Hopefully I will get them back unharmed.
I am starting to get better and get the support I need though.

~Ry-Kazuma Jul 29, 2009

This is why you should write more lazy butt

Nicely done :3

~cruel-dreams Jul 29, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

glad you liked it love.....just felt like writing and you came to mind as always

thanks for the light

~Ry-Kazuma Jul 29, 2009

>_> I usually always bring it

~cruel-dreams Jul 31, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

among other things

but seriously yeah, you do

!Metal-wolfe Jul 28, 2009

Well written.

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