Memories flooding my mind,

Dreaming of a better place.


When finished counting the paneled sheet, where each tiny crack and line do meet.


From wall to wall to wall to wall,

I look to find me.....

Slowly now, Do not fall.


At first I am leery, going so slow, entering a secret place,

Should I really go?


It is my spirit that I now must find;

"My Soul"

Not body....not mind.


Oh so carefully, I peek inside to take a look,

not as easy to read as a well printed book.


I see much pain, and heartbreak too, I like the dark days, and

Bright sunny ones too!


Taking long walks at night with warm rain caressing my burning face,

Satin against my breast's, trimmed in beautiful lace.


I like to laugh, and I like to cry,

and I love to find the reason's why.


I like to make to love on a hot summer's day,

Especially when your kisses transport me away!


I keep a good secret, "no"! I'll never tell"

I wonder where heaven is.....

Is this "life" really hell?


This isolation has taught me so very much.

This is who I am....This has always been "me".

Come closer now

Look deep into my eyes.....

For It is my soul, and my free spirit that you see.