Fleeing the Nomadin, Ilien seeks aid from the last person he ever thought would give it. For his father, Gallund, is held prisoner by an enemy immune to Nomadin magic, an..
I keep my secrets far too long
Not even he knew them
Not because I didn't try
He just didn't care
The one who knew my body
But was a stranger to my mind
You know...
Feigning love for sex
Breaking cherry blossoms
And leaving them crushed on the floor
Turning his back
And turning me back into
The shy 12 year old
You carried over the threshhold
into adulthood.
Skipping a rock along the pavement
for the paparazzi
I saw her buried,
I don't want to see you drowned.
The only kiss you asked for, I never gave
because your lips and tongue were
a better place to give you love and
taste our yesterday when the
wind slapped your cheek
a moment lost so many years ago