Regretfully, I Am Not

Regret: a feeling of sorrow or remorse for a fault, act, loss, disappointment, etc.

There was a Question that I have asked a couple of my friends over the past couple of weeks, and I almost received the same response of "Yes":

"Do you have any Regrets?"

I have had this question looming in my head for a few years. And in those years, I have seen MANY People do things that they wish that they could do over. I seen them do things that ranged from small and easily avoidable, all the way to where The Devil would say "DAMN! Even I am Not THAT Evil!!!"

I myself, am in the same category of those people where I did some things that I regretted doing. I can list those things.

I Choose Not to divulge that information because I am not an Open Book. And I am Not Sorry for saying that. Why Should I be?

The more I thought about that question I posed to myself and others, the deeper I delved into my mind to figure things out. Aside from discovering several ugly truths, I discovered another item that put things into perspective for me, and I can explain it:

"NO ONE should have Regrets, simply off of the idea that at the time, it was EXACTLY what You Wanted and Wanted to do."

I say this for a few reasons...

One, if people took the time to calculate the Risks and Rewards of their actions, chances are there would be less hurt for the party/parties involved.

Two, Disappointment would be at a low (at least in this category, in my Honest Opinion).

Three, Life would be a little more simpler and easier to get along with.

Naturally, My Blog, My Thoughts, My Opinion. I am sure that there are going to be people that are going to have some words for this, and I welcome them as I always have. We can Agree to Disagree, Disagree to Agree, Agree AND Disagree; it is our Nature, and the Beautiful Relationship with which we Possess as Friends, Family, Colleagues, and Sentient Human Beings.

Will I regret what I wrote here? Not for a Second; not only is THIS what I wanted to do, it is something that I have been meaning to write. At the same time, a stimuli occurred that triggered me to write this out and to say something to the Parties involved:


I Apologize for the Hurt that I have caused and given at that time. I was wrong for what I did, and am wholly embarrassed for doing what I did. Even in making a Public Apology here, I completely understand if there is no reconciliation, or even worse: You see me in a totally different light.


Do I regret what I did? No...


I should have thought it through and made a better decision at the time.




~© 2012 Andrew Boyd~

Poetik Enterkourse (An Andrew Boyd and Rashan Hairston Collaboration)

Let me Stroke those walls gently,
As you massage me with sensual vigor.
Stimulate my mind as I taste what you have to offer.
Show me what you have in store for me,
And I'll sniff out your deepest potential.
I wish and desire to listen to your pleasure
As you speak the words with which I seek.
I await your tongue to grace me with your linguistics,
So I may enjoy and indulge and get swept away in you...

With your sexy bare nakedness
Solid is your chest that is rock hard
A warm chest from where I felt your heartbeat,
Nipples erect, stiff and stout
All of which caused my panties to get moist
Beckoning is my navel to sensual serenity
The perfect center piece of my naked body symmetry
That is located right above the vulva, which is the remedy
Of calming the urge manifested in your center most extremity
Pre-cum juices giving the head of your shaft a sheen
Secreted upon visual stimulus, I made you cream
Then penetrating my centermost cavity, my vaginal source
Such is the start of our poetik enterkourse...

Words painting a Pretty and Delicate work of art
As you get a grip on the easel and brush being used.
Your body's response is priceless,
Like the greatest masterpieces of our time.
Your Creative juices flowing from every open orifice
As it pours out in ways that are favorably desirable
To my mind; nourishing my body as well as my soul.
Mentally Erect and Physically at my peak,
The slickness is felt in many ways.
The grip that you possess is of great strength and control.
Harmony is on the rise between us.
Inside ourselves, the Fires of Passion are just beginning...

Experiencing what I believe to be a sexual renaissance
With every thrust, bump and grind, I move in response
Delicious is the feel of my feminine rose
As we make love and recite to each other sensual prose
In comparison to the movement and feel, there was nothing else
The love faces I made alone, is as much of a turn on as the act itself
Seemingly choreographed...yet unrehearsed
As you make love to my body, I make love to your soul with each poetic verse
The lights down low, with a dimness to surround us
I held on, putting my arms and legs around you
Time passed, we both look down, to the goings on about
In my receptacle, you are churning in and out
To explain the feeling with words...I'm at a loss
As we both watch your shaft dip my pussy, like a lobster tail dipped in butter sauce
Tantalizing my pussy with a quiet fury and force
Tasty is the feel of our poetik enterkourse

Causing poetry to gush with an erotic clamor you held me all night,
A hold from which we wouldn't divorce and verbalized verses of rhyme,
Capping off our Poetik Enterkourse!

~© 2011 Andrew Boyd~

~© 2011 Rashan Hairston~

My 2011 In Review

Two Thousand and Eleven was a year of Fun, Intrigue, (Drunk)Clarity *INSIDER!!!*, and Insight. Let's Review and Examine; Walk with Me, Talk with Me as we walk down the Memory of Two Thousand and Eleven!

This year has seen much writing from Me and those with whom I have Collaborated (Caprice STAR Brite, Adrienne Young, Rashan Hairston, and Dennis Sloan). I am TRULY Blessed and Appreciative of their Pushing Back harder when I pushed them hard in the writing aspect. I LOVE their Writing Styles, and I believe that I have adapted VERY Well to what they can do, and the reverse. To each one of them, I say Thank You for everything that you have done for Me, and Thank You for giving me the Opportunity to write with You. We WILL be writing more in 2012!


Get Ready: I'm coming for your necks, and I Expect NOTHING LESS from You All!!


Speaking on Writing a little more, The End of my Erotic Thriller "Red Heels Recess" became official April 20, 2011. I have had a Great Time writing the Story, and I enjoyed your reactions as well. The encouragement that I have received from you all kept me going, and pushing myself to be my best in the realm of Story Telling! And Thanks to Caprice for proofing, critiquing, and getting under my skin (in the name of Pushing Me to be Better) before the Chapters were posted, I am Proud of what has come out and how the story was told. As we speak, I am working on a New Story for the middle of the 2012 Year. I will be taking my time on this one, and will be certain that the story goes the way that it needs to go.

Let's get into the Highlights of 2011!

There were Many Highlights in this Reel, including spending time in NYC on two occasions; The Fourth of July Weekend, and Caprice's and Chante's Birthday Party in September. That was THE MOST FUN I have had in a VERY LONG TIME!! Let's Get It On Again Next Year!


Another Highlight for this parting year is spending time with my Family, and getting to know them a lot more than the previous year. Many Laughs and Smiles through the rough times REALLY helped!


A Big Highlight this year was the disappearing act of the Scarring at the bottom of my Heart! Seeing Dr. Ross Zimmer at the University of Pennsylvania Presbyterian Hospital when he decided to run a couple of test (which in all actuality One was Enough AND was Ran), showed something remarkable! The scarring at the bottom of my Heart that I have had for Years has... VANISHED! He couldn't figure it out, as my Dad and Mom said that, "Some Things CANNOT Be Explained! THIS, is a BLESSING!" To This, I say Thank You to Dr. Zimmer for the Test, Thank You to My Family and You All for keeping me in your Thoughts, Prayers, and Well Wishes during that time. And a Big Time Thank You God, Jesus, and Great Grandmother Nancy for watching over Me during that event.


Another Highlight is the acquisition of my New Glasses! After 3 years, I can Finally Read the Fine Print and See the Line in the Sand.


Sight Beyond Sight? YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT!!!


A HUGE Highlight for 2011 was the Expansion of my Associate and Friend Circles; Meeting New People throughout this year, I am Appreciative of Who they are and What they are. All I can say is, Variety IS the Spice of Life.

The BIGGEST Highlight of the Year, HANDS DOWN, was Baeednah Anderson introducing me to Jade Williams of Woosah Wednesday/4Tru Experience (http://www.facebook.com/groups/wossah4tru/). In Meeting Jade, I have received the privilege of performing my Poetry for the First Time in a Long Time in Philadelphia. The Second Part of this Highlight is even more Sentimental. Not only have I returned to the stage, my Parents were there for my return! My Mom hugged me, and my Dad shook my hand as they both praised me for my Artwork. The following week, Calvin and his GF Chiante came and saw me perform. Calvin shook my hand, Chiante gave me a hug and they both praised me for what I can do! 




Here is The Favorite chosen by The People:

I an STILL Wondering how many people got Snaked that night!

To those that have watched the Videos of my Performances and commented, I Thank You. It tells me that I am doing my Job. I Look forward to doing More Videos for us all for 2012!

As with Highlights, there are Lowlights in 2011...




Severing ties with people with whom I Thought I knew is Always a devastating blow. It is one thing to call me out of my name; I am Cool with that. I have been called a lot of things; I DON'T CARE.


HOWEVER...


Calling a Family Member Of Mine out of their name (When they were helping you procure things to make your Life easier)? THAT, is a Completely Different Animal! As far as I am concerned and how my mindset is, that is a Punishable Offense; Omission from My Life. Apparently, that person did the Heavy Lifting for Me and did it them self. Rest Assured Ladies and Gentlemen, No Mulligans after that one; No Words, NOTHING.


Another Lowlight of 2011 is the loss of Family and Friends. We have grown accustomed to having them in our Lives; bringing us Comfort, Laughter, Love, Aggravation, and everything in between and beyond. They were fixtures in our Lives, as they guided us in some way, shape, or form. As I have said:

"People are in Your Life for a Reason. Some, for a Season. Each and Every One of those people has made an Impact in Your Life for a Lifetime."


To the ones we lost this year, I tip my Coke and Rum to them, then hold it high.

Cheers to you all. I Love You, and I Miss You.

What have I learned about this past year?

I learned a few extra things about myself this year. I am still learning to Trust myself in the decisions that I made and am making. I am learning to rebuild my Confidence in many aspects. I am also learning that Clairvoyance is a Fun Commodity that is embraceable under the right circumstances. Most of all, I learned how to Have Fun.

Being the uptight S.O.B. that I am known to be, I loosened my own reigns a bit and realized that letting people in is not such a bad thing; it is the sneaky bastiches that I have to be aware of that'll ruin the Fun for Me. Thankfully, I am seeing people for who they are; on Both Sides of the Field. As always, I am taking my Good and Close Friends with me into 2012, due to them being the Most Real People and the Most Healthy to and for Me. To them, I say Thank You from the bottom of my Murmured Heart. I plan on taking it easy on myself in the upcoming year, and continue to grow even more as a Man, and as a Human Being. I would be ecstatic to have many of you along for the ride as we bring in 2012.

Hmmm... 2012.

As a few of you already know, I have a Vested Interest in this coming year. I plan on Publishing Both a Poetry Book as well as my Erotic Thriller in 2012. And with my doing that, I shall see what many others think and feel about my writing and compound it with your encouragement, enthusiasm, and critiques. This'll be a Enormous Learning Experience for me and will shape my Next Move. Nevertheless, I WILL Continue to write!

Another reason why I have an Interest in 2012 is due to the following Pictures:

According to the Mayans, their Calendar predicts that The Apocalypse will Occur on December 21, 2012. I am looking for Grandpa Harold Camping to say something after his two FAILED Attempts to say that the Rapture was to Occur on 2 separate occasions (May 21, 2011 and October 21, 2011).

*Rolling My Eyes* #DelusionalOldMan...

MAYBE the Mayans are Correct; they have had a pretty good Track Record of Predicting Natural Disasters (According to those that have kept up with the Stone Tablet). Who Knows? It MIGHT BE Right; 2012 MAY BE the End Of Days!

IF that is the case, Live Your Lives as if today is the Last Day!

MAYBE, the Mayans are Incorrect; it is a bunch of hooey and malarkey that is dismissable and omitable from our memory banks! Should that stop you from Living Your Lives? It shouldn't; NOT in the least bit.

What do I Believe Personally? I Believe that SOME THINGS Will Occur; Things that will be Bigger than The Presidential Election (Barack Obama WILL Win, unless some COMPLETE and UTTER BULLSHIT happens; Quote Me On This! I Will Stand By My Words!!) Natural Disasters? Sure, just likes the years that have passed. Fighting and Wars? Of Course, just like years that have passed.

I'm not talking about those things, Ladies and Gentlemen. I am talking about SOME THING that'll take us all by Surprise. I'm not going to make a Harold Camping Prediction of ANY Kind; NOT MY STYLE. All I am saying is I feel Something occurring in 2012. MAY BE something Religious. MAY BE something Astronomical and Astrological. MAY BE something Man Made.

I have a Theory, yet I'll keep it to myself...

Whatever the case may be, I am Happy, Humbled, and Very Honored to have been with you all, no matter the length of time that was spent between us. 2011 was a Fun Year, and I look forward to having fun with you all in 2012; The Year of the Dragon.

I Thank You All, I Love You All, I Appreciate You All for the Memories that you have given me in 2011. See you in One Day, with a Drink in Hand!



HAPPY NEW YEAR, AND GO TEAM USA IN LONDON FOR THE 2012 SUMMER OLYMPICS!!!

~© 2011 Andrew Boyd~

Who's Hungry, OR, Who Isn't Willing To Let It Go?

*It's Lunch Time at your Office! You look into your bag, only to realize that you do not care for your lunch. Someone approaches you, sees your lunch, and offers a trade. Looking at them, you politely decline. Although you do not want this lunch, you do not wish to let someone else have what is yours...*

You know what, Ladies and Gentlemen? This is an interesting scenario. You don't want the Lunch, yet you do not want anyone else to have it either. Can someone please explain to me EXACTLY what is going through your head when you travel this road and reach this destination?

Of course, what I wrote was a Metaphor; an interesting one to say the least. I am actually going to apply this line of thinking to Romantic Life.


Think about it:

Let's say that the Lunch is someone with whom you have NO Romantic Interest. You don't want that individual, YET at the same time, you do not want ANYONE ELSE to have that person. How is that possible? You are Single, and you feel that you want the Great Looking Guy/Gal that is not available. However, there is the Average Joe/Jane that is Single as well (all around Good Natured Soul) that sees you as the Sun and the Moon for quite some time now. You two converse often, share some laughs, and get along rather well. They approach you about a potential relationship with them, and you SHOOT THEM DOWN HARD, COLD, AND FAST ("You are a Good Guy/Gal, BUT..." is the Kiss of Death that you deal).

So, this person moves on without you. After "a while" (Read: The AWKWARDNESS of the Event's outcome), they start speaking with another person of interest. These two are getting along REALLY WELL, and it looks like it could turn into something Serious. You see this going on, and you run interference, in the name of preventing something of "Great Value" blossoming between those two parties.

So my question to you is this:

WHY are you running an Interference Audible with someone who ONCE looked at you in that Light, you said No for WHATEVER REASON you had at that point in time, only for you to execute the "I am SUDDENLY INTERESTED in you NOW!!!" play when they show interest in another person?

Oh!! I KNOW!!!

You're Selfish, and cannot stand to see someone else be happy! MAYBE, it is the fact that they are NO LONGER interested in you, for they do not see you in that light anymore, and you are trying to be relevant once more! Or is it that notion that you are THAT SMALL, that you desire everyone to wallow in your Self Pity.

I Could Be Wrong, AS USUAL...

Then again, my Personal Experiences and History as well as others' Personal Experiences and History has Proven Otherwise. I know several GREAT PEOPLE who have been dismissed by those that feel that their Shit DOES NOT Stink. I have seen those dismissed people land onto the Island of Misfit Toys feeling hurt, ashamed, and embarrassed. Yet, those dismissed people got back on the horse, and were discovered by someone that Genuinely desires them and wishes to be and build something with them as you look on in a Green-Eyed manner. And what is your response?

CERTAINLY NOT "I am happy that you and that person found each other, and I wish nothing but he Best for you all!" It is you approaching the Budding Bond, running an interference, and to add insult to injury, SPIT on the Lunch you did not want ANY DAMN WAY.

Smooth, and VERY Mature. *Side Eyeing*

My Bottom Line is this: Eat Your Lunch. If you do not want it, let it go. If someone is looking at that lunch and wants it, LET THEM HAVE IT. Move On, and go for something that compliments your stomach better. Spitting on it is only going to show your True Character, and have others look at you in the Light with which you have provided.

And if you do, Pack for a long stay on The Island of Misfit Toys.

~© 2011 Andrew Boyd~

A Not Too Retro Blog: My Secret (Written January 18, 2010)

My Name is Andrew, and I have a Secret to tell you all.


Over the years, I told you all a lot about myself. How my Health was going. How my family and friends means a lot to me. How my family and friends as well as all of you give me Strength to forge forward and become even stronger than the last day that has passed.

However, there is one story I kept locked away from everyone. A story I swore would never see the Light of Day. After talking to a close and dear friend Friday Night about it, she requested that I speak on it. I slept on the thought, and weighed my options…

It is best to talk about My Secret.


July 3, 2005 was a pleasant Summer Sunday. My family is getting ready for our barbecue, and is expecting a few close friends over to enjoy each other’s company. For some odd reason, I just wasn’t myself. I knew why, but did not want to admit it to myself and to those closest to me. It was my issue, and mine alone to deal with. After cleaning up the house, I picked a fight with my mother (Because of my issue). It was a heavy confrontation that caused me to go to my room and I wanted to be left alone. Within 10 minutes, my best friend and his girlfriend came over and were looking to see me around. My mother came to my room, and informed me of their arrival. I said that I didn’t care (A First for me in regards to my at that time 15 year best friend) and wanted to be left alone. We both got into it again, and then she flat out asked, “What is wrong with you?!”

My response, to the best of my Memory, is as follows:

“I am tired of doing this!! (Pointing to my Home Dialysis Machine) I am tired of doing Dialysis, I am tired of waiting for a Kidney Transplant, and I am tired of being a burden to everyone under this roof!!! I am TIRED of trying to stay Positive for something that may NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!! I just want to be by myself and just die!! And I don’t care if anyone is hurt or hurting from my words today!!”

That specific combination of words NEVER came out of me before, or was even thought of. I literally brought my home to its knees with how I felt about how my Life was going at that time.

My mom had this look of shock and as if she was gutted while standing right there hearing me voice my disgust and anger for my situation. She was speechless and could not figure out what to do or say. She left me alone for a few minutes. She cried to my brother, my dad and my best friend about the words that were spoken by me. All 3 came up to my room, and wanted to know why I was feeling this way. At the time, I couldn’t find the words. I eventually figured out that ever since I was diagnosed with my illness, I never FULLY Processed how I felt about everything that happened to me.

My brother sat next to me, and cried as he hugged me. As he grabbed and held onto the yellow band on my right wrist, he asked me, “See this band on your wrist? It say’s ‘Live Strong’ and you have done this for so many years, Andrew!! You have walked through the Gates of Hell and came out stronger because of it! I refuse to see you give up on You!!”

After he said his piece, he left. My best friend said nearly the same thing, and added, “The one important thing you should do is let your mom know you Love her and Appreciate her.”

Seeing how Ric NEVER steered me wrong, I trusted his words, stood in front of my mom, apologized for my anger, and let her know that I did, in fact, Appreciate her. We hugged for minutes, and they all left for me to gather my thoughts. I lay in my bed and BAWLED for 45 minutes. Everything I felt about my Health and my Situation came to a head and erupted in ways I never thought possible. After the heaviness passed me, I realized that was the one TRUE time I processed 19 years of hurt, pain, devastation and what my Life would be from that point forward. I went into the bathroom, washed my face, regained my composure and headed downstairs. My Heart was heavy, but not as heavy as it was earlier. My best friend introduced me to his girlfriend. She said to me, “I only know what Ricarto told me about you. He says that you have a strength inside of you that cannot be matched. When he told me what happened with you an hour ago, I didn’t know what to say. I truly hope that you are alright.” I thanked her for her kind words, and was very happy to hear that Ric spoke highly of me. I talked to my dad and he said something to me that humbled me to the core.

“The one thing that I admire about you is your ability to stand tall in the face of Adversity. Adversity doesn’t build Character; it shows your True Character. And you showed your True Character when you went through your illness, and you are still here to share your story with everyone that you hold close to you, and those who may be going through the same thing as you or worse.”

I wrote this experience out as a Request from my Dear Friend. She believes that I can save a Life by making this Secret public. As I was writing this, I realized even more what she was saying:

We are in fact Human. Even at times where we present ourselves as more than that, we do have something in common; Moments Of Weakness. Everyone in some way, shape and/or form has Pride. That Pride within us halts our progression of being who we are meant to be: Fully Functioning members of Society. I can only Hope that My Secret can help someone who is at or near the end of their rope, and can hopefully give them some reassurance that there are people in your corner and are ready to help you get back on track and back to being You.

I know many of you, seeing all that I have been through, consider me a Hero. And not seeing me break under the pressure was something you may have Admired a Great deal.

My name is Andrew, and I have a Secret to tell you all. Truth be told, Even Heroes Cry.

~© 2010 Andrew Boyd~



*The Original Writing can be found in this Link, with all of the Comments from those that have read it. I look at it every now and again, to Temper my Resolve:

http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=259835092031

Two Faced (A Caprice StarBRITE and Phoenix, The ReBorn Duet)

A Demon lurks within Me; seeking a way out.

Feeling my True Form making its attempt to Surface,

My Eyes are like my Soul: Lifeless and Cold.

My Warm Exterior is adding more disgust to my Icy Interior,

To a point where I am prepared to do plenty of harm

To myself and those around me.

I have been Battle Tested and Scarred,

As My Gaze tells the Draining Story of Corruption and Deception.

My weathered consciousness is weighing me down daily,

For I know not what will be my Fate...

My fate lies in the hands of an unknown entity that I wish not to know

Yet I see the satisfaction at the reflection before me

Eyes stained red with the power I’m afraid to conquer

Yet at peace with who I really am

Could this be who I really am?

Feeling the blood course through my veins

My screams echo for only my ears to hear

Fighting within myself to stay true

But finding refuge within the darkness of myself

Anguish fills my soul as I continue to battle for that last drop of sanity

My outward Sanity binds and contains my inner Insanity,

As I try my hardest to not unleash the Havoc and Hell within.

A World unworthy of my Smile and Beaming Happiness;

I keep a strong grip on My Reality before it leaves its mark.

I am a far cry from a Fractured Fairy Tale,

And no where near a Shattered Dream.

Who I am, is the Raw and Real:

Damaged beyond Repair, yet seeking a Human Mechanic

To help me re-work my Internal and Mental Plumbing

So that I may have some Grounds of Configuration.

In having this, I can only Hope that I can be realigned.

Otherwise, there is No Possible Way of obtaining Liberation.

My realignment is conformed to fit my own precedence

Forming and constructing all the parts that bind me

Swimming relentlessly in unknown waters of my own melancholy

I drown in chameleon-like appearance as my sanity questions my existence

Trying to control the inner alter that has me cloaked

I remember that…all that is me…IS

But I fearfully lock away the creature that is ME

To save the world from its demonic torture that no one should endure

Standing faulty…almost broken…I firmly believe…that

I will not rest in slumber until the alter of ME is at peace

~© 2011 Andrew Boyd~

~© 2011 D. Caprice Todmann~

LOST LOVE (A Caprice StarBRITE and Phoenix, The ReBorn Duet)

As I await for you in my despair

My tattered wings have suddenly began to shed... feather by feather

Cloaked in icy terrains, I slip feverishly amongst the cracks

Searching for you...

I breathe in the stench of my loneliness

Awaiting for your love to fill the void of my longing

The Burning Sensation in the Air

Coupled with the Stench of Solitude

And Dismal Gray Settings,

My Heart is pained by your not being here.

The Pressures of this place with which I reside

Created a Depth of Darkness that not even I can escape.

My arms and hands outstretched,

Awaiting for your Strong Grip to rescue me

From the torment of my downfall.

It is Cold on the Outside as well as Inside,

For I need the Warmth of your Heart to deliver Salvation.

Gnawing away at my open wounds

I feel the presence of your stench beckoning me...

Calling me

Stumbling, I follow the echoing of your voice; scraping my bare feet along the terrain

We once shared in harmony

I drop to my knees as the pain smeared tears are frozen to my cheeks

No longer able to continue my journey any further

But my heart tells me otherwise

As my body unwillingly glides painfully across the murky bleakness of my strength

Shadows form their own symphony as I fall in and out of consciousness

Listen closely to My Heart Beat as it attempts to feed you Audibly

In the name of sustaining your Malnourished Soul.

There is no need to feast on your bloody flesh,

When you are worth so much more to me.

My Heart is beckoning for You to seek Me, as I do the same.

When I find you in the Darkest of Shadows,

I will lift you up, so you do not drag yourself and waste away.

I will mend your fallen feathers, and bring them back to White.

I will tend to your Wounds, and make you whole again.

The Darkness may be thick, yet it is not Unchartable.

For we shall find a way out of there, and Forever Live Vibrantly.

My eyes begin to water as I know deep down that you are not before me

Speaking words of bliss knowing they are just echoes in the wind

Holding on to the memories of what was.

I want to be lifted from the anguish that controls me limb from limb

I want my malnourished soul to feel nourished again

I want my feathers to be as they were; filled with strength and vigor

But alas, this is merely hope pounding through my loins;

Choking every last bit of breathe I have left; soaked and drowning in the metropolis of my own despair

Fighting through this Hell, I have finally found you:

Scars adorn your Spirit when I look into your eyes.

Tears escape me; Relief and Pain within each drop.

Seeing your Physical Fragile State, I know your Soul is even Worse.

I hold you close to me, as what is left of your broken wings wrap around us.

Feeling your Darkened Feathers glide down my back and legs,

Your eyes begin to shimmer with Happiness as you bury your face in my chest.

I feel and hear your crying while you tremble and collapse in my arms.

I pick you up, while your arms wrap around me instantly.

As I carry you out of this harsh environment,

You fall asleep with Serenity and Peace on your lips.

I can see that you are exhausted from your fight to stay alive and sane.

Looking at the area with which I find your weak state,

I am disgusted with myself that you were punished here.

Making a Vow to You and Myself,

This place will be Banished from your Thoughts

And will Never be Seen or Spoken of Again.

~© 2011 Andrew Boyd~

~© 2011 D. Caprice Todmann~