Ginger-Snaps Part One: Sting  "Come to me." I'm sitting at my vanity table brushing my freshly washed hair into soft waves that frame my face like a curtain of chestnut satin when I hear him in the door. I'm naked underneath the Japanese silk kimono I wear, the green making my red hair seem brighter somehow, the sun creating a golden halo on my crown. I turn slightly, recognizing the tone as not one he uses for playfulness. I have to get dressed soon if we're to make it to the soirée this evening. I smile at him softly and casually remind him we have a commitment with his friends tonight as I return to pinning my hair in it's loose ballerina bun.  "I said come to me. Now."  Sighing, I pull myself up to a standing position and check my hair one final time. His look is one like I have never seen. Am I in trouble?  I step away from the vanity and take a few steps toward him, my satin mules clicking softly.  "On your knees. Come to me on your knees like the...

Condemned   Condemned Part 1: In the years of Yesterday You laid me down on a blanket of dream Although, yet I a m unsure if they were mine. You hold me tightly,  Asking of me what I ask of you You make me believe in love   If in you asked me for the moon, I would fall to my knees begging to have it For to me, you are the light from its rays In this world full of strangers, You are the someone I know  who can behold my dreams   when the night falls and the evil within come taking control with every sweep of the shadows you tease and torment making fantasies unwind.   If you knew I would hurt you would you stay Or follow the path of yesterday Away from me To find the road to your future A future of dreams.   If you knew I would cry on your shoulder Would you stay, Knowing my lashes were never meant for pain Would you hold me tighter Tighter as I try to wrench free Using but my words to cut you   When darkness come, I am taken away Memories...