Starlight, Starbright
Standing beneath the moonlight
I hold your hand
You hold me tight
I hold you in my heart tonight.
A silver glow up in the sky
We share a kiss, a gentle sigh
Night wrapped in silence
Our hearts warmed with affection
I look into your eyes
And I'm lost in your perfection
Beneath the moon and velvet sky
Standing under the pale starlight
You hold my hand
I hold you tight
as moon and stars light up the night
Pure white to deep red
My blood running in the snow
My legs can't catch up.
The ground drinks it up
While the cold may preserve flesh
Memories still fade.
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The horror is fresh
Your wailing cries haunt me still
This scar won't stay closed.
I can't stop crying
Overwhelmed by such sorrow
I won't stop crying.
Everyone desires love
for it feels so innocent of
any wrong and any shame
but that is why sadness remains.
Love seems endless
while our hearts wander aimless,
Thinking everything is great.
But eventually it crumbles
the illusion of happiness dissapates
and only then do we realize
that love does not come from our fates.
Its just a sham and an empty promise
Hollow words said to settle our unrest.
For we felt so content being with each other
but now each breath that we take is smothered.
I lie down in my bed and slowly fall to sleep
surrounded by silence while deep inside I weep.
Nights of Passion:Part 2 by TheOriginalMimic, literature
Literature
Nights of Passion:Part 2
So calm, so peaceful, just listening to the sound of each others breathing, lulled into a dreamlike state with only ourselves to hold on to.
We sit up quickly breathing a little harder. My hands had wandered to more private places on your body. I quickly turn away, blushing fiercely, filled with anger at my open lust. But when I get up to leave you grab my arm and look into my eyes. You smile, if sheepishly at first as if to say "Please continue."You whisper into my ear telling me how you feel. Your eagerness, but at the same time asking me to take it slowly. "Please be gentle" you say with a soft voice.
I keep asking over and over "
Waiting for the Dark to Come by TheOriginalMimic, literature
Literature
Waiting for the Dark to Come
The wind blows...trees shudder, and the plants bow as the rain begins to pour, like tears from the heavens singing their own lament for the endless suffering of the planets false dreams.
I wait here for you, holding a flower. It crumbles as the wind blows through, scattering the dust into the wind.
Such a long time has passed since I had felt anything in my heart. All emotion, happiness, sorrow, even love. They all had fled into the darkness the day you left. When you walked away.
When I was foolish enough to think you could come back.
My folly was ever hoping. Thinking that I could somehow change what had happened to you. Someh
Revelation in a Nightmare by TheOriginalMimic, literature
Literature
Revelation in a Nightmare
Thomas looked into the mirror and what leered back at him was all too real. Instead of his own reflection, a bandaged face, with a nail through the concealed eye looked back at him. As for the other eye it was bright and a shade of deep green that watched Thomas very closely.
"Shit" he stuttered "tha...thats me"
No sooner did he make that proclamation he gasped, though only half-heartedly for he started to feel weak, and the air around him was growing bitterly cold.
And that ghastly phantom watched, with what felt like amusement.
"What the hell?" Thomas coughed, his throat rasping as the air turned stale.
As if on que a blot of blood b
This blade doth pierce
my lowly flesh
to let my blood flow free
into the circle
bathed in darkness
living, sentinent.
It engulfs me
and I embrace it
for Jashin's power knows no bounds.
In all of his glory I bask.
The voices in my head,
they break out in an exoultus chourus.
What damage is done to my body
the pain, the scars,
is all but an inconvience.
That is why I laugh.
THAT is why I relish the pain.
As this blade pierces through my flesh.
Night of Passion: Part 1 by TheOriginalMimic, literature
Literature
Night of Passion: Part 1
I walk up to your door and knock on it ever so softly. You come to answer it and find me shivering in the chill and rainy night air. You push the door open all the way and walk out into the night with me without the slightest hesistation. We come to the park and we gently lay in the nook of tall oak tree. At first when I rap my arms around you, you stiffen at my touch. But soon enough I feel you melt into my warm embrace, as you lay your head upon my shoulder. And all around us its raining, the wind is howling. Yet, you and I are oblivious to all of it, as I softly cup your face into my hands and share a long and tender kiss. I feel y
Starlight, Starbright
Standing beneath the moonlight
I hold your hand
You hold me tight
I hold you in my heart tonight.
A silver glow up in the sky
We share a kiss, a gentle sigh
Night wrapped in silence
Our hearts warmed with affection
I look into your eyes
And I'm lost in your perfection
Beneath the moon and velvet sky
Standing under the pale starlight
You hold my hand
I hold you tight
as moon and stars light up the night
Pure white to deep red
My blood running in the snow
My legs can't catch up.
The ground drinks it up
While the cold may preserve flesh
Memories still fade.
-----------------------------------------------------
The horror is fresh
Your wailing cries haunt me still
This scar won't stay closed.
I can't stop crying
Overwhelmed by such sorrow
I won't stop crying.
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