AKA Author Spotlight on: Krista Krueger

Still  by Krista Krueger

Black, satin pillows that cushion my face

Time is distorted, I feel out of place

Large, strong hands that somehow are tender

Although it's wrong I give in and surrender

Goblets of red wine and roses

And the only thing he says he knows is,

He wishes he could love me

Even if I'm nothing I should be

The fire's so warm but inside I'm cold

I feel like a baby and I feel like I'm old

I wonder where my tears are from

As I take another shot and hope to feel numb

But I never do

It's all in what you're used to

And what you know is real

And I don't trust what I feel

Anymore

And I'll walk to that door

But I'll never leave

'Cause I know I can't and I still believe

That I love you

Darkened Goddess by Krista Krueger

A sweeping black veil that covers her face

And sways on the breeze with an angelic grace

Hiding the look in her firestorm eyes

Covering lips that tremble when she cries

Beautiful hair when it's tangled in leaves

She's every answer to every mystery

Flowing black gown that dusts the floor

The key to her heart is the keys to all doors

Sweet, like nectar, when she's tasted

She can be seen but a touch is wasted

She will not notice and she will not feel

Because she learned in her world those things are not real

So take her hand and follow her to that land

Where she's a goddess among angels and you'll understand

That she's life and death and embodied love

She's whom you cry for but that's not enough

By then she's marble, ice and stone

And the solitude you know becomes your own

And you'll be able to accept this at the least

For your heart will know her beauty while your soul knows her peace