| "Looking Up" by Dakishino13 (Ethan) Dazzling Sky And tears in my eyes. Missing you always. Till the end of days. But you said never to Weep Never To let My tears hit the ground and seep away. I'm lost, lonely. And Alone where we used to stand. Hand in hand. You said you were going to war. And i asked if i would see you any more. You said yes... You lied, And i cried. But remembering your words i wipe it away. Lost and lonely I stay. The moons rays stray my face and I smile. You...were with me all the while. Hope, and love...I know your above. And i stand with you the lake. Hand in hand My hearts always yours to take. My love..My soul..Remains Yours forevermore.. |
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"Blue Is for Love"
by Nikki (Salvationforsanity)
Silken gold lockes fell softly against pale skin, and the young maiden shifted her gaze to the light
within the skies. A blue as pure as a spring rain, a peacefulness that spoke volumes without ever
saying a word... The scenery would be set by the carefully guided hand of nature. The night was
alive with a special kind of magic. Delicate in its very nature, but powerful in its essence. The sound
of the falls gently murmuring their ancient song of travel entranced her with its whispering, and filled
her ears with its harmonious accord.
Not only were the sea and the skies above calm and tranquil, but her spirit sang as well, for within
the eyes that gazed into the blue, there was a small mystery to be had. Was it love, that brought
her here today, to this spot, in this moment? An endless flight of dreams, perhaps? Would she
dance within the fine white sand and tall grasses for any to view her true grace and beauty? Would
she fly as beautifully as the birds that were drawn to this light; birds of clear conscience and
ethereal refinement? What would fate hold this night, for one such as herself? Ever lasting joy? A
gift from the gods?
No... on this night she will sing. Her voice will ring clear for any near enough to hear, her melody
soft and slow. Her song will speak of life, and the driving force that fuels these fires, building ever
so slowly, much like flames in the sky. She will build her intensity and her voice will rise with the
tempo, an inferno of melodious rapture. From soft lips will come words of trials and set backs, but
as it drops once more... as the melody changes, once again, it will become sweet with triumph and
accomplishment. She will end her tune and return from where ever it is that she had come from,
and the listener will walk away with a smile, and a peaceful heart... but they will never remember the
words.
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