Light a fire in my soul and breath to me on cold winter nights
Velvet cloak embedded with numerous diamond studs
Looking up, caressing the night sky with your sanctity

Say my name softly with your voice
And by doing so, unraveling the stitching of my soul
Crystal lakes emerge, gliding down and cleansing my tangled and defiant self


About Julie Tutwiler

Julie is a pro bono philosopher and proud nerd who is convinced that she was a cat in a past life. She enjoys learning new things and loves curling up with a good Stephen King book. In addition to reading, Julie enjoys Japanese culture, cryptograms, video games, and playing fetch with her Maine Coon cat, Ender. She's been a writer since childhood and is thrilled that she can now make a living doing something that she loves. You can find her work on awesome websites such as

Posted on November 21, 2012, in Blurbs, Creative Writing. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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