As he looked out into the cold and misty night he wondered
if she would appear again tonightas she had done on every
misty night when the moon was full....
She was like an angel of moonlight....
so delicate and fair....
you could almost imagine her an elf or a princess of some
kind and ever since Gabrielle had seen herfor the first time
he had been soo taken by her.....
so now he spend most of his time, when he wasn't working
at the bakery, he would go down to the misty lake and just
sit for houres and watch the lake and the forest beyond....
She appears....
shrouded in mist and moonlight....
As she reach the edge of the water
she begins to slowly dance...
her feet barely toutching the waters surface...
it is almost like she is floating above the surface of the lake....
She can feel his eyes on her an she smiles....
She dances just for him....
Her white gown shimmers like silver in the cold light of the moon....
Her hair a pale gold falling in waves to her waist....
He sits there, at the edge of the water......
In awe of her beauty and grace....
He knows that if he moves any closer she'll dissapear...
So he sits as still as he can...
longing to toutch her but frightened the magic will end....
He is under her spell...
so many nights he sits there....
watching...
waiting....
She knows he will be back the next moonlit night just as
he has done for so long....
So she dances for him...She knows that one night he will be gone...
dead like all the rest before him...
Time stops for no man...
The men grow old and leave her...
She is eternal...
for she is the daughter of the Moon...
Silver lines streaks my face as I remember your embrace.
Your warm breath on my skin still burns.
Your lips tender kisses still moves my soul.
Praying that the memory of your fingers on my skin will not become a scar.
When I dream of you I never want to wake up.
You are in my very soul and heart.
You are in the very air that I breath.
I have never loved as I have loved you.
My body yearns for you, my heart weeps.
Will I ever feel you in me again?
Will you ever know how I feel?
Do you know I am lost without you?
My heart beaks when you are far away.
My tears seem to never dry.
You are and forever will remain
my souls one true mate...
His eyes are like oceans of blood, running through my veins into every part of me. His lips are like sweet poison that stops my heart from beating. His fingers are like fire on my skin burning me inside out. He is my lover, my devil, my fate...
A river inside her
flows through her veins
with passion it rises
with sorrow it flows
Her heart she wears on her sleeve
for all to see
easily it is broken
and bleeds
There are 3 locks on her heart now
one for friendship
one for dear ones
and the last one she will only open
for the one she loves
Salty tears stain her cheeks
but to the world she smiles
Her heart on her sleeve
for all to see
but few to enter
she is
me
Nothing holds any joy anymore. He took away all my selfworth...all for a quickie. Made me feel like that was all I was worth. I feel dirty and hollow inside. He doesn't even see me as a friend....only a means to an end. A way to get off...a cheap thrill. And all I ever wanted was to be loved for who I am....
I wish I could be as you.. So cold and uncaring... keeping everyone out so easely... never to be hurt or feel the pain of rejection... Using others for your own pleasure but never letting them touch your heart... I wish I could be like you.... then I wouldn't have to feel my heart breaking every day you don't speak to me.... remembering you r touch on my skin.... your lips on mine... when you looked at me I felt for the first time.....beautyfull... You are the other part of me... I never planed it but you are in my heart.... I will never be whole again... not without you... for you are the other half of my soul... I wish I could be like you.... Then I didn't have to care...
He is sitting by the creek...
the spring rain has just started to subside and everything feels so fresh...
He wonders how long he has been sitting there...just staring out over the ripples of water...
she loved the spring...
made her feel all new and shiny she used to say...
He gets it now...
what she meant...its like the world is awakening fresh, clean and with light all around it...
Soon summer will come and the long, lazy days in the sun....
but for now...
here he sitts...remembering her...
the way her eyes twinkled when she laughed....
the way her hair smelled after the summer rain....
the way her lips tasted after she had cried....
He knows the seasons will change like they always have and will do again....
but the spring...
the spring will forever belong to her....
Her love is like the wind....you cant see it but you can feel it...
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