This day time hour is too much.. my fingers ache and my eyes are sagging, the night has cast it's hex.. goodnight.

The bitter fraility of words; Deep breaths swimming in shallow whispers, Dancing eyes locked upon an uncertain muse; Nimble fingers wasting their unvaluable time these past months upon endless days..... The recipe for an uncertain demise.

Moments unlike tonights can never seem to last long enough. My arms feel dulll, and miss themselves being outstrecthed with you in their clutches. My composure is becoming far to wim to withstand another daunting task of forgetting you. You'll have to forgive me if my mind is running deeply, and my if my mouth seems out of order. Not from loss of words, but from inability to speak them. Sleepless nights it seems are not uncommon these days, watching the hours pass like eager minutes doesn't come without its faults. The prolonged periods of mind baffling sometimes last longer than the night itself. But not tonight; Tonight .. I smile; tonight.. I close my eyes, and don't stress to open them; Tonight.. I spend with you ; you.... are what smiles are made of.