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A Song For My Lover - Part 1 of 2 Annie Kenyon stared out the window, watching the rain fall in undulating sheets onto the Berkeley campus. She was cloistered safely in her dorm room, perched on the edge of her long, narrow bed. Her feet swung gently to and fro, toes whispering across the carpet. Her charcoal gaze idly traced the rain, and she began humming a slow, lazy melody that followed each waving band. This was so like the day she had met Liza.A Song For My Lover - Part 1 of 2 by ~Suki-chan36
Liza.
Just thinking the name made Annie snap out of her trance. She ceased her absentminded humming and flopped back on her bed, a soft sigh passing her lips. “It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you,
Hold And ReleaseYou say that you have chained-up wordsHold And Release by ~Suki-chan36
Imprisoned in your heart,
Rattling your arteries like prison bars –
Making you hurt.
I know it seems counter-intuitive
For you to come to me with this,
To find comfort in my arms
Encircling you;
And yet, that’s precisely what you did
When you texted me that one morning
While you were waiting for the bus.
I am thankful beyond words
That you can share your innermost words and rants with me.
Thank you for trusting me
To set you free
With the bonds of love.
It’s a paradox, yes;
But I don’t think either of us minds too much.
SnowflakesI can feel it inside me, my love:Snowflakes by ~Suki-chan36
That old, familiar longing
To be by your side right at this moment.
Still, I won’t have long to wait
Until I can hold you in my arms again;
This thought tempers my longing,
Sweetens the ache.
Even so, my mind cannot resist imagining
What it would be like
If I was with you right now,
The two of us curled up cozily together in the ski lodge.
…Although, in a way,
I suppose I am with you.
While I know you’d prefer more favourable weather for your ski trip,
You’ll likely be experiencing a fair amount of snowfall.
This is my way of being with you this weekend –
And is perhaps one o
Beauty In UnionStop a moment,Beauty In Union by ~Suki-chan36
And you’ll see
A girl waiting in Arrivals.
A small suitcase and a backpack lie obediently at her feet.
Her face is turned up
To scan the crowd:
Reddish hair and rosy cheeks
Accentuated by blue-green eyes
That hold the depth of a thousand dreams.
She is waiting for someone –
No,
She is waiting for her Someone.
She is waiting for the girl she calls “Cariad”.
The girl called “Cariad”
Is making her way through the crowd,
Light brown eyes shining even brighter
As they fasten on the waiting girl.
Her love has not spotted her yet,
Giving her time, as she walks,
To free her long, dark hair
From the
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I hope that you have a fantastic rest of this wonderful week. 
Sta.sh
