Sana-sama

Kyrtian Resting in the ageless willow My eyes drift to the sluggish stream, And startled I was when I saw The handsome stranger from my dream. - He stands there, so beautiful Like a diamond against the night, Then he smiles and beckons me To join him in the pale moonlight. - The distance closed to mere inches And without a prayer I leap, I hope he'll catch me soon For I do not know if I sleep. - But the ground never appears for me And I open one silver eye; My handsome stranger holds me now As we fall through obsidian sky. - A ghostly wind caresses our skins And carries us through the shadows, His white-blonde hair and

-A Helping Hand- "Oy…" I sighed and slumped against my bed, letting my worn body slide down to the floor in hopes of avoiding the coming night… "Why did I let myself get called in with two research papers and a critique due? Oh, that's right…because I'm a huge softy. Scheisse…" Nobody remonstrated me for speaking so coarsely of myself…my roommates were all well aware of my eccentricities and generally just ignored the slightly deranged soul that they lived with when strange complaints and foreign curses filled the air. But besides that…I buried my head in my hands and stifled the painful moan stemming from between my shoulder blades. The m