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Ethereal collusionEthereal collusion
Tonight the moon is in aries -
90 degrees, 4th decade
. a fleeting ghost
on the very tip
of a prism
- SophieCT, may 2013
Self-LoveWith the close of my eyes,
I can shut out the darkness and indulge in imagination.
Words whispered in mind arouse the body;
awakening a natural instinct of carnal exploration.
In these private moments,
personal hands make-believe the hands of memory bound lovers.
Intimate reminiscing introduces me to past quests;
and reacquaints me with myself in the most splendid of manners.
Capitulo 3 Yo no elegi esta vidaCapitulo 3 Amigos
-Verdad, ja,¿que haces aqui?-
-Bueno venia a distraerme con mis amigos,¿quieres que te los presente?-
Me tomo la mano y nose, senti...un reboloteo, bueno, no pensare en eso, el es solo otra de mis victimas, me concentrare a lo que vine.
-Oye, porque siempre estas sola, ¿no tienes amigos?-
-No, es solo que soy nueva aqui, solo vine por trabajo- (señale mi camara)
-Y ¿cuanto tiempo te quedaras?-
-No lose, tal vez unos 3 meses, no estoy segura-
-Entiendo, bueno mientras estas aqui, mis amigos y yo estaremos a tu lado-
The Sorcery of SeductionI, from my heart, give you this fire
To ignite the flames of young desire.
You know me not, yet your heart does see
Something beneath which the eyes can't perceive.
The flames will devour; thought-pervading lust
You cannot it escape it. Surrender you must.
Oh, my sweetest, dare not resist
Your burning love will only persist
Though to this moment, you deny me still
For love you'll give in and bend to my will.
And under full moon, when our starry eyes meet
Your fate will be sealed - my love spell complete.
By my intent and your heart's wish
Our lips shall be locked
in a fatal kiss.
Beren and Luthien duet[Beren]
Here, in this foreign forest
So unknown to me
My eyes fell on a graceful lady,
The most beautiful of them all.
And here, in this strange land
I saw her hypnotyzing dance
And heard her wonderful voice,
The voice of this lady
The most beautiful of them all
I had no courage to call
Or heart to speak
So strong is her spell,
Yet I do not wish to break free.
But there she disappears
Behind tress and leaves
How hollow my heart is!
How my soul cannot take this!
One day there she comes again
Swinging and singing
Everything comes to life
As she is splendidly spinning
I was caught once more in the charms
Of her steps and voice
Between Love and War Chapter 3Once they arrived back at the manor their friends noticed how quiet and sad she was. Maria, Marquest and Richard decided to find out why. They had spotted her in the garden sitting on the bench.
‘’Say Garnet what is bothering you’’ Maria asked.
‘’Oh nothing’’ said Garnet as she was reading one of her books.
‘’Something is wrong Garnet tell us’’ said Marquest.
‘’It is this boy I met he seemed so sweet and lost but’’ said Garnet stopping herself.
‘’But what’’ said Richard.
‘’I will never see him again oh Marcus if only we were together again I guess you only appear in my dreams’’ said Garnet.
Getting up as she left the book on the bench she walked over the fountain as the water trickled over the sides.
She knew one song for this feeling she had. Maybe she thought it was better to be alone. Remebering a song Richard taught her as they left her on
DanceTake my hand,
Let's find a place
Where nobody else can see us,
A place just for you and me
Our own paradise.
Our passion will play
A song for us to dance
Under the white moonlight
We will swing and spin
And our voices will spread noise
In the cold forests
And we will break the silence
With our laughs
We will shine in the night
With our smiles
It seems so perfect,
Yet it isn't enough...
An hour with you passes like a minute
If time stopped now
It would freeze me smiling in your arms
But here comes the dawn
To tear my dream
And you walk away
To hide like a shadow
And I am left alone to wait
For another night.
Light of a Princess's Heart Chapter 7Each began to move out of their hiding place as Rose Red being the bravest. She had never seen another her actual age. She studied his features as Tom did with her. He took her hand in his as both their hearts slowly began to beat as one.
‘’There is no reason to fear see I won’t hurt you my name is Tom and this is my beast friend in the whole wide world Corina’’ said Tom.
‘’That is nice my name is Rose Red and these are my friends Isabella, Tinker Bell, Periwinkle and Terrence’’ said Rose Red.
Tom stared he had never actually a real live fairy before in his life especially a mouse one. He had read of them in books as he knew his kingdom possess some magic of it’s own.
‘’Rose Red what a beautiful name’’ said Tom.
‘’Rose do you know how to change me back or get us home’’ said Corina.
Rose red tried to think then Isabella spoke up.
‘’Why not take them to see Rosa and Dar
Sleeping in fantasyI feel like
I want to get lost in the ocean
Of a pair of eyes
I have never seen before.
I often feel like
I wish to be held
In the strong arms of someone
I haven't met before.
I often dream of
Falling asleep while resting
On someone else's chest
Feeling so safe, feeling loved.
I often want to speak my mind
But am I so blind
That I seek something
Which is only in my mind?
Or am I dreaming of something,
Of a love never seen before,
And it will not happen at all?
Will I sail in the seas of starry skies
Still searching for my half?
Or will I find him
Somewhere lost between dreams and reality
A world so colorful,yet gray
Wandering and calling
Light of a Princess's Heart Chapter 5‘’So what is your big plan now you don’t have the flower of time and have been defeated by Rosa’’ said Cat R Waul as they walked in silence.
‘’The child Rose Red’’ said Ratisuis.
‘’Ah I have heard of her’’ said Cat R Waul.
‘’You mean that kid those two were going on about’’ said Chula.
‘’She is more important than you think’’ said Ratisuis.
Later that evening Rosa had settled Rose Red into bed. Scmap who had grown into an adult dog wagged his tail as he licked Rose Red’s face.
Rose Red giggled as Rosa tucked her in. Her bedroom faced the garden that belonged to Queen Bianca. Her room had a huge bed with butterflies painted across the walls. A wardrobe stood in one corner in another was a dresser with a hairbrush, a comb and a ballerina music box on it.
After Rosa left after putting out the light Ratisuis slipped in as he was about to touch where Rose red l
Light of a Princess's Heart Chapter 4A few days leading up to Rose Red’s eleventh birthday it was her usual visit to Green River to see Basil and Nellie. They had arranged the apartment especially for her. Nellie thought while polishing how wonderful it was having a child along the place.
True she wasn’t really Rosa and Darios actual child being born of human blood. Still as Rose Red entered through the door following behind Rosa.
‘’How affected she is towards her’’ said Nellie under her breath sighing.
Basil awaited him as they started with Rose Red’s lessons.
‘’Now Rose let’s start on something small try on this vase’’ said Basil pointing to the object in the middle of the table.
Rose Red nodded she tried she tried to move it with the power of her necklace. In truth it was a magical one. Rose Red tried to focus her mind but the vase went toppling over the edge.
There was a loud smash as water laid dripping a puddle over the limp white roses.
Light of a Princess's Heart Chapter 3Myotismon swoop and dived till he reached an underground cavern shape like a palace. He entered the main chamber. It was filled with those that desire to follow Ratigan and Ratisuis’s rule.
Sitting on two high black thrones made out of stone sat the two rats. Myotismon threw a limp dead form to the ground.
Ratisuis’s hunger got the better of him as he pounced on the animal devouring it in seconds. It had been a stag who had got caught in a trap.
‘’Honestly Ratisuis your table manners are disgusting’’ said Ratigan wrinkling his nose in disgust.
Ratisuis looked up glaring at Ratigan. Wiping away the blood after sucking it from the throat a few times Ratisuis left the remains of the animal for later. His food socure was running dry as it would days till they found another kill.
‘’Well’’ said a female voice as a figure swooped beside Myotismon.
She had long white hair as she wore a black torn dress with a skull as her wings beat f
Oh? Like a show?
Running my hands over my quivering body, chest rising and falling heavily?
To hear each sweet moan before they escaped my window? Left feeling at peace?
If you were to ever run your hands over me, you would feel the beating in my veins.
To lay your hands on my chest and find my throbbing heart, only when setting lightly your fingertips.
I'm known for my literary tricks, or in this case, my talented tongue.
What can I say?
Word play is literary foreplay.
Oh, continue? Make myself blush a rosy pink? Try to describe just the way I feel, warm and tender?
Oh no, I'm too innocent.
Too fragile, even for a man wit
"Cummon', you said you'd walk me to class." I looked at him frankly. "ALL the way. And I'm late, so don't disrupt it?" He looked at me with a look what clearly said "Zoe, why are you doing this to me?" He put his arm around me and walked me in.
As we got to the door I stopped and looked at him, my eyes begging for the expected kiss, but instead he walked into the classroom himself. "This isn't even your school! You're going to get in trouble! Are you going to embarrass me?" he said nothing and strode in taking my hand.
Class had already started, Mr.Junge had already sat down. I was late more than late. Fuck, I was beyond late.
I am Michael
Who are you to desecrate all I hold dear?
Tear the seedlings of hope and love in my mind to fertilize fear?
He crushes me, and brings me to my knees.
"Show master your smile."
Tell them: just who you are.
Scream it to the rooftops
"I am Michael. I am the one who in one swipe desecrated all you hold dear.
The wolf among the sheep,
Who gained you trust,
With shoulders to cry on.
I am your master,
Taking your pride when I grip your breasts,
Raping your soul with the first touch.
I am the coward who crushes you behind closed doors.
I am the shadow of Brad,
With the same plastic smile,
With the same harsh grip.
I am the
So much doubt.
I strive to be the best at everything, rise above humanity, but I am barely scraping at the feet of others. Like useless trash. Whenever there's a problem you can run, or fight. And I've fought for so long.
The tub was cold. It had been three days, but I wasn't planning on moving. So hungry, so hurt.. I just looked at my bruises and cried somehow, the sobs at night were like a lullaby played to me every night as a child. I got terrors. Chills.
"Zoe! STOP FUCKING CRYING. DID YOU FUCKING HEAR ME? STOP FUCKING CRYING." I could feel myself being picked up, shaken, dropped.
"OLLIE, STOP. SHE'S FOUR."
"SHE WON'T STO
There is something about you,
My heart starts pounding.
A flame ignites.
I am swimming in a fiery sea of blankets.
I tell you I dream of adventures. Of quests, wars conquered. This is a shield, I am calm and collected.
I can feel my lips as they form the lies I make, saying I've dreamt of another normal day.
I found myself barely rising from a dream, lucid. Still everything was vivid. Raw tides of saturation; like coals on my bare skin. So this was the rawness of me, lightly running my nails along my sheets, skin boiling under cool sweat, finding myself lost in the thin blankets. How shocked I found myself, stifling a moan in th
I will never liked the term "making love."
Love is a science.
Love is matter,
It is not made, not destroyed,
but found, transformed.
Love, an everpresent cycle.
A part of everything, a passion under the skin,
boiling in the veins,
pumping through the heart.
I would never calim to be some god,
who creates these emotions in a man.
But I will submit to the need for finding this bliss,
finding a fantasy in a cold world,
like gold in a mine.
Oh how lucky I am, I live in California.
I sometimes think that I won't feel happy, until hell freezes over.
But it's somewhere in Norway, so maybe next winter.
Love is everywhere, forever
Oh with what a talented tongue I have, leaving men betwixt,
To let them smolder, left in splendor, words light as whipped cream.
The body of a woman, the power to bewitch,
Oh what a show, I display with my lips,
Catch them at "hello", a glance, or flick of my wrists.
To leave a man breathless, without even a kiss.
And I tease with my eyes and wonder if they've ever felt such bliss.
From the pads of my fingertips to the tip of my tongue,
I am all talk you see.
I am nothing but an innocent child,
inexperienced, tight, unexplored.
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