Valangel

My Valentine, Oh,
The sun rises
And sets behind you,
Lighting you afire,
Like my avenging angel.

Touch your lips to mine,
And we'll not be parted.
Together, in a roiling bundle,
Searing others to ash.
We'll consume all,
Start over,
Create - at long last -
What should have been.

Another Dream

Posted to my dream journal on 01/07/2006.

A few nights ago, I dreamed I'd found an old photograph with me as a baby, and two other little girls playing with toys, in front of a Christmas tree. Somehow, I knew their names were Nikki and Veronica, and that they were my sisters. But, I had no idea where they were now, or why they'd been erased from my life. My parents wouldn't tell me anything. I was very upset.