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| ~Mars~ |
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| For you My heart crummbles, and falls from all it holds. Knowning your kiss is cursed. Knowing that the riven in my heart shall never be filled untill I can feel your lips to mine. Knowing that nothing is what it seems. Your Lips seem to create a heat within me that even the coldest night can not cool. Bringing me to my knees in tears, knowing this touch could be our last. Standing apon the cliff of life, aloft in the wind, letting it take my carefree soul for the ride it has always seeked. Why was it this moment that you came to me, In the depths of my own complication, was it you, the Angel to save me. Or the vixen in robes, to fall me to depths I have never seen. I cry apon a star, knowing only your face in the sky, and you are the heavens to me. |
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| Only three things are infinite in their number - the sky in its stars, the sea in its drops of water, and the heart in its tears. An infinity of tears... |
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| O my Luve's like a red, red rose, That's newly sprung in June: O my Luve's like the melodie, That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonie lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry. Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; And I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run. And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve! And fare-thee-weel, a while! And I will come again, my Luve, Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile! -- Robert Frost, A Red, Red Rose |
| Why is my mind cluttered with thoughts of us, Even in the moments I deny the existance of love, and that I am a Phantom. Why is it what you can thaw the ice of my heart, and yet never scorn me. |
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| The Creator of Chaotic Dreams. |
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| If I die before you wake, Shall time cover my life in petals of Roses. To make it all the Sweeter; As it stands sour is the only taste that harms my heart. Where the dew relfects the true Image. In a tears droplet you can see sorrow, Through the eyes of another we see our Pain; And in the arms of the one you love, you know only Bliss, and the Heaven that she brings. |
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| -Star studded skys seem to cast a eerie view of his world, as they dance under the blanket of the clouds; light and scattered. The dreamy lighted rays seem to cut the darkness of the hollow valley he resides in. Within the forest, holding the contents of the haven; but a fated memory ~ like the frozen time of a hour glass. One thing to another, Only the fabled creaures seem to dwell here. As you see the shadow of a single horned horse loft over the valley, at its peak; Unicorn. You can hear the distant rustle of leaves and the mixed giggles of Pixies and Imps that hold they place under the brim of the underbrush, Awaking now. The Dreamy haze of the night seems to show the form of a face in the center of this mystic place. His eyes seem to rest deep within the hollows of his face as streams of his oynx hair seem to cage his face. The strands; corse Veins and their shadows apon his face~ Star blessed eyes. The Deepest of Opal with the tinted hint of Emerald at the flameing rim. Dreams seem to become here, a whim of a God only to have its path changed by a man. In all hope comes defeat.- |