77. Passionpart i:
dimmed lights and off-white sheets;
the room fades as we are lost
in a world that exists only
when we gaze into the other's eyes.
two bodies entangled,
but only one soul.
fingertips dance across my skin,
sweet kisses finding my lips.
whispered words of love
excite my pulse and caress my ears,
lingering in the air like a sweet melody.
the ink bleeds out of the pen,
smearing bits of my soul
upon the once blank page.
the world will inspect these words i write,
tearing with their claws of
harsh criticism and judgement.
but they see only words on paper,
black and white.
but as i stare at my work of art,
for one brief moment,
i can truly see myself.
65. MaskCome one, come all!
Feast your eyes upon this--what a sight! Such talent has never before been seen in this, our twisted circus. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I present to you our Mistress of Masks. I promise, you will not be disappointed!
Watch as she glides across the stage, her visage one of pure happiness! Does she not dance as though her body were naught but air? Her very smile seems contagious. Ah yes, you there! I see that you cannot help at smile at the girl before you. Now, watch closely, ladies and gentlemen, as her smile melts and becomes sorrow. Look on as her lithe frame becomes heavy, burdened by something that would seem to equal the weight of the world. Or at the very least, one of our own costumed elephants! Now that, I can assure you, is a weight no one would want to bear!
But sadness certainly will not do for this performance! No, not at all! Gaze in
23. MusicAlright. So, before you read...this is my...er, interesting attempt at writing song lyrics. (Hence being under the title music. Mmmyes.) Those of you that know me should know that I HATE poetry (loathe completelyyy). Anyway. I was in a poetry sort of mood--oh god, look out, the apocalypse is starting. So here's my attempt at song-lyric-style-poetry...stuff. 2 verses, a bridge, and choruses are italicized. Err...yeah. Enjoy. Or just try not to tear your eyes out.
Please dont blame me if I try to walk away,
Too many times Ive lost these games they play.
But theres just something about your smile,
That makes this risk seem worth my while.
For now, theres only one thing Ill say
My wounded hearts like glass
But Ill put it in your care.
Theres only one thing I will ask,
Just promise youll be there.
The tears Ive cried flow like a rive
51. SurpriseShe fumbled with the chopsticks, nearly dropping the piece of sushi into her lap. Note to self sushi is not good date food. A slight blush crept up her cheeks, coloring her skin a light pink. He grinned, which only made her feel more embarrassedat least for a moment.
Need help, doll? The comment and grin on his face almost made her choke on the piece of sushi she had somehow managed to get to her mouth. Fighting laughter and covering her mouth with her hand, she gave him a playful glare. After managing to swallow her mouthful and washing it down with a sip of her drink, she laughed out loud.
You are evil! And I might need some help They continued their dinner that way, laughing and joking, with him feeding her sushi even though she protested. Leaving the restaurant, he apologized for about the millionth time as she grabbed his hand, dragging
64. ForgottenHe is sitting at the far table in the corner, beer in hand. A few empty bottles on the table, lit cigarette held between two fingers. The lights are low, and soft music plays from a jukebox in the corner. She enters the doors and heads to the table, taking a seat across from him, getting a beer from the waiter before either of them speaks.
Her: Arent you going to ask What are you doing here? or something? I thought youd be surprised.
Him: What are you doin here? Or somethin.
Her: What do you think?
Him: Well, you sure as hell probably arent here to see me.
Her: Surprising, isnt it?
Him: Very. Why?
Her: I well
Him: Mhmm. Thats kinda what I was figurin. Look, just go on. You didnt have to come here to apologize to me for nothin.