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Poems to Stacy

I had this habit of writing a short poem to the end of each message that I sent to Stacy. They were mostly about dragons and unicorns, but not entirely. One good example is the Dream Mist, which actually went through quite many versions.

I'm still trying to find most of the the e-mail messages that I sent to Stacy. I'll just hope that they are not lost forever, since they are quite dear to me.

Dream Mist
Unicorn

Dream Mist

I personally like this poem very much. It has gone through quite many versions, and although the wordings are still far from perfect, I like some it's ideas, and generally it's attitude. Inspired by the poem I changed my nickname on IRC to MistDrake (from the original FireDrake).

The end is newer production and perhaps not as good as the beginning, as I hasn't been debugged. I rewrote it again later for other purposes, and I'm not really sure which version this is.

The hazy Mist of Dreams of Love,
Slowly running through my fingers,
Folding, twisting, stopping, whirring,
Meeting the cold floor, then spreading.

The soft rain falling down,
Trickling down from the open roof,
Washing my tears of yesterdays,
Keeping it all cold and blue.

Lying down in my Cell of Life I wait,
Dying every Morning,
Then waking every Evening,
To live in Dreams Torturing.

My cheek pressed against the black rock I lie,
Breathing deep the Mist I die,
Listening to the Stillness,
I'm crying all day.

Impatiently waiting for the evening I lie,
Shouting up to banish the rain,
Although the Sun is not there,
I know it's day.

When the rain stops I look around with fear,
The Night is arriving,
The Mist starts creeping at me again,
It's coming from everywhere.

The Mist slowly flowing through my body,
Taking me to sleep,
Letting me to dream,
Dreams filled with pictures of You.

Living from my memories,
Giving me new dreams,
Again growing even thicker,
Holding me in it's grip.

Through the long night I dance with You,
Our Fair Dust never touching,
Having never time enough,
I'm fearing for the Mist to leave.

The Western Winds of Autumn Days,
Moving the Mist around my Cell,
Waking me up,
Taking me to Hell.

My Heart is crying Crystal Tears,
Trying not to lose the Feeling,
But the Mist keeps touching me,
Slowly driving me to a Madness Endless.

I want to live Forever,
I want to live with you,
But as long as there is the Mist,
This Agony will be my Life.

Escape if I somehow could,
Shiny days I'd give to You,
But how to banish this Mist of Dreams,
Or how to break this Rocky Wall?

Unicorn

(Ok, i'll include the entrire letter here..) The poem is not very good, but at least I myself think the ascii-art is splendid.

Hi there, my little unicorn.

I made a new .*signature logo today and I can't help myself from sending
it all over the world.

Here is something for you too..

                                   /
                                 /          
                               /            
            _ \_ \ \         //             
     _   _   _  _  \\\     //              
  _    _   _ / _        \// 
      _  /// /            \ 
_   __ / /               ` )
 -- -      /         (   )  \
-                 /     \   ,)
                 /        ` 

		In the world of shadows she lives,
		And shining so brightly she moves,
		Swift as the wind she is,
		When bringing the life to us.

		Like bouncing bunnies of sunny meadows,
		She flies over the puny shadows,
		Of darkness she doesn't care,
		Only life is what matters.

		     (\      /)		     (\      /)
		     \ \    / /		     \ \    / /
		      \ \__/ /		      \ \__/ /
		       /o  o\		       /o  o\
		      (\ vv /)		      (\ vv /)
		      /\V__V/\		      /\V__V/\
                     /        \              /        \



	Hmm... Maybe I should send this to Loretta and Bunny too...
	Naah.. Too much trouble..


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