“ Stapled to her gaze, sucked into the potency of her focus, only the trace of her blood in my mouth reassures me this is not a vision but a hallucinogenic pause from responsibility. Poppet
“ Every man needs a shadow to reveal his light, to always be that close, ever present, bonded forever in astral allegiance. Poppet
“ She looks at me with wide eyes, delight and joy evident, sitting forward, “They are dreaming? You watch dreams? Movie is dream? Poppet
“ Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It's not as if I'm going to molest her at the opera. Poppet
“ Holding my hands, kissing the palms, his smile is ecstatic, jubilant, adoring, and the song playing speaks for him, “Have you ever seen the light...the way it shines in you. Poppet
“ Oh baby, your planet sounds like paradise but it just doesn't fly down here in the trenches. Poppet
“ Aye,” he smiles, joy igniting in his stormy gray eyes, stroking my hand possessively as if unwilling to let me go for fear I am nothing more than a hallucination about to wear off. Poppet
“ The problem with all of you is you think in isolation instead of realizing we are one community, when one of us falls, we all fall. Poppet
