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True Love's Confession
Love Literature
Learning To Love AgainHe whispers to me.Learning To Love Again
Leave me alone...
He runs his hands through my hair as he stares into my eyes.
Stop touching me. Stop looking at me that way.
I feel his lips upon mine and my eyes flutter shut.
Stop toying with me. We both know you don't mean it.
His body pressed unnaturally close to me and I feel the heat.
A still broken heart trying to fly...trying to fight.
I feel his hand brushing away tears of the past.
No. Don't do this to me. Don't make me believe...
"Please, darling, don't make me pay for their mistakes.
by *cyre
Spellcaster's SecretSo have I, so have you So help me God It's what we do.Spellcaster's Secret
We tell a lie and then tell one more. The final click of this closing door.
These pale reflections of a past Of darkest shadows Of fun at last.
A dance between just two Watch closely now it could be you.
Laugh now, while there’s chance Better hurry and steal a glance!
But should it be to the lass in red? Remember now? The words she said?
It’s too late your time is up Now pass around Life’s empty cup.
T
by *cyre
My Fairy TaleYou are my hero. Like Romeo and Juliet. I’m high up on this balcony. Your words touching me so deep, I swoon…and fall.My Fairy Tale
I’m scared but who’s there to save me? My Superman, my Man of Steel Saving me from danger
And showing me who I really am.
You make me feel like Cinderella Twirling in your arms, swirling in the moment. You proved to me, that it’s not where I come from. Just merely who I am, that matters now.
Swimming in a daze from your love. Like Aerial, I’ve been released from the sea. Released so I’m
by *cyre
PassionTake my hand and lead me. I trust you. Feeling your warmth. Your closeness so comforting. Could I fly? My hearts exploding! Can you feel it? You must be able to. Theres no other way to describe that look in your eyes. I should tell you. Bare my soul. For only you would take me as I stand now. You offer me the shelter of your embrace. And I run to you. I run to you as though the very dogs of hell were nipping at my feet. If I stop breathing now in your arms, I could hear your heartbeat. A stroke on my cheek lets me know you can feel me. I lookPassion
by *cyre
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The Unholy MissiveI can hear your thoughts And they are mine The sound and the fury, And complete lack of lightThe Unholy Missive
This isn't hell Merely reality The next best thing...
The flame is our sunlight The smoke is our breeze Never you mind what burns
The flaw we discovered Is essential See, it made you Like it made me
Between a thing as it is And as it cannot be From where we are now There is no passage back
Such a way is closed, The million miles crossed With each new step, Regret
And on this forc
by *cyre
The Never WarIt was going to be a cloudless night.The Never War
I noted this as I watched the moon’s ascent; my tail flicked back and forth sweeping the snow of which it resembled. Tonight was the night, the final battle and my heart ached.
It was not always so. My grandmother could remember a time when the leopards of the snow and the arctic wolf pack were at peace, allies perhaps against the ravaging humans…
But the humans were no longer our common enemy, they left us to try to repopulate our depleted ranks and so as the elders said it would happen the once trusted allies became enemies. When this began I was young an
by *cyre
Cold SheetsSitting here on our bed…Cold Sheets
Remembering Wondering where I went wrong I hoped it wouldn’t come to this I guess I knew it all along
I stare at these sheets The color no longer so bold And think back to an earlier time When this cloth was not so cold
Remember when we picked them out?
The month that we were wed? You wanted them blue to soothe
And I, them, passionate red.
Remember how we used to tussle?
And you always used to win. You’d pin me to the bedroom floor Then it led to so much more…
by *cyre
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Seven SeasOnce there was a man, That sailed the seven seas, In search of golden keys, That led to endless treasure, The timeless mortal pleasure, Of changing one’s known fate, But he had no first mate, No steward or quartermaster, He sailed towards disaster, Alone in hopes of riches, But someone heard his wishes, A singer from below, Her eyes of moonlight glow, Arose to dare a glance, In hopes of just one chance, To warn the poor young man, “Find the keys no mortal can, Head back to whence you came, The seas you cannot tame, I begSeven Seas
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Alongside Cinderella...Can I whisper to your ear, Can I rest here by your side, Can I dive into the tide, That travels to your hips, And steal dreams from your lips, While I sail your deep blue eyes, To the wonders of your thighs, The shores of your neck taste, Walk the valley of your waist, Let my fingers say I love thee, And if you would only hold me, I would lay right by your chest, Delve your back with soft caress, And indulge in my obsession, Make your heartbeat my redemption, As I wish away the light, For your smile is blinding bright, That illuminates your bAlongside Cinderella...
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Alrighty!! I gets to write a critique of this...actually I really want to, its just that awesome. First of all the imagery, fascinating...
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Great job. First and foremost. *clears throat and prepares* First off things got slightly confusing at the beginning. I would have lo...
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- Current Residence: Back In Neverland...as it were...
- Interests: Everything...music, psychology, writing, politics (or complaining about them), and this man Joseph..
- Favourite movie: Crimson Tide, Tombstone, Anger Management...theres a lot...
- Favourite band or musician: Staind, Red Hot Chilipeppers, The Academy is...QotSA, SoaD, AC/DC, Metallica...etc...etc...
- Favourite genre of music: Um pretty much everything except rap (most times)
- Favourite artist: O'Keeffe, Van Gogh (occasionally)
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar, William, Emily, Robert and Joseph
- Favourite photographer: Several of them...actually
- Favourite style of art: I prefer literature but I love all art
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: Philips GoGear 4GB
- Shell of choice: The one I can kick the crab out of and wear...^.^
- Wallpaper of choice: Oh I dunno honey, how 'bout yellow for the kids?
- Skin of choice: I'm not exactly Hannibal Lector...
- Favourite game: Guitar Heros, Prince of Persia, Kingdom Hearts, God of War...and that other one <.<...>.>
- Favourite gaming platform: My PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Brian, the professor off Futurama, Marvin the Martian and Bugs Bunny!
- Personal Quote: Marv-tastic
- Tools of the Trade: Pen/Pencil, Paper, Microsoft Word, Mind (occasionally)...
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miss you
"Where'd you go?
I miss you so!
Seems like it's been forever since you've been gone..."
—Fort Minor "Where'd You Go?"
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I hope you know
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I wish you the very best
maybe one day you'll be my guest
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