Author's Notes:

I apologize if I haven't posted anything for "Without Her" - I've been
having this mental block as big as the Great Wall of China. I guess I
needed a break from all that angst. @_@ But rest assured, I won't be
abandoning it; part four will hopefully be up soon.

Anyway, here's a little poem I scribbled during class. Can you guess who's
talking? ^_^

Thank you to those who reviewed my fics. I love ya all!

Disclaimer:

Ranma ½ and all its characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi. All hers. But
the poem belongs to me. Any unauthorized copying, lending, or distribution
without the author's consent is punishable by law. Violators shall be
subjected to investigation by police agencies and to criminal prosecution.
Then again, I might just throw a tantrum. =^_~=

~*~
AS TEMPESTS
:Lunar Ember:
~*~

This windstorm of madness that
follows you like a shadow has
blown me in the middle of
the chaos that is your world.
Now it is more of me thrown into
your life than you crashing into mine,
and I am left dazed and amazed
at the wake of your passing.

Yet even as I move through
your gusts with the familiarity of
eccentric everydays, I cannot help
but question my place in it;
who am I after all, in the midst of
lovers and enemies, to call my own
the sanctuary of your soul?
Here I stand like a doll with
lifeless limbs; you take me on an
eternal waltz of foolish tragedies,
not unlike the spiraling steps of
your dragon-dance that
forever spins as you who live in
perpetual motion -

And surrendering,
I fall like a hammer into
the ocean of your eyes,
drowning in the painful sweetness
of the tempest of your being.

~*~