OBSESSED WITH ME?

There are strange and mysterious sounds
When the winds of winter blow,
The long nights are crystal clear and cold,
And the fields and meadows are covered with snow.
The stars are frosty against the sky,
And the wind's whistle is shrill,
As the snow blows against the house
And drifts against the hill.
Yet, I like to see during the winter
A white carpet on the ground,
To plod aimlessly in the deep snow,
where deer tracks abound.
I like to feel the stillness
Of a crisp winter's night,
Watching a full moon rise over the horizon,
Exposing a winter wonderland beautiful and bright.

Be amazed, be pleased, be shocked. . .
 
. . . . making it's grand entrance the circus for the grand contest :
 
http://www.polyvore.com/circus/contest.show?id=130775
 
Come one, come all and join in on the magnificent fun!

you'll be in my heart!

Thank you Katjuncica for this wonderful contest it is outstanding, please enter :
 
http://www.polyvore.com/figurative_theatre/group.show?id=36571

When i wake up in the morning and you are not there
i try to move on without giving a glare.
 
I try not to think about the bad
but try to think about the good
there are many reasons why i am scared
but one for sure is you cheated on me..
 
I wrote this poem because i have experienced a time
when i was somewhere lost and confused
when my boyfriend was not there and there was a reason to that!!!

As the waters flow from the rivers to the sea
continuously shaping, changing,
they affect all they touch,
So does my love for thee.
 
Progressively molding, forming,
affecting my life in every way and so very much.
 

As the mountains which lay dormant for so very long,
until caressed by the waters rushing through them,
awakened to new life that sweetly flows within.
So is my love for thee
 

For what has lain dormant for so very long,
until thy gentle kiss,
thy tender touch, thy loving words,
which mean so much.
 
Caused a river of love to burst forth.
It awakened my heart, my love to a new life.
 
A life that may never find peace
but in thy loving arms
 
As the mountains, rivers and waterfalls become one
so must we