In this windless city, and its endless pity, it's hard to arise from nothing....we're all suffering. People watch us through a narrow silver screen, they see the faces, I know they've heard us scream....it seems that few care. I wonder if they notice her there..the girl with the cold heart,her anger and fury were the start. ....Katrina.
We're drowning literally and emotionally, the pain comes and goes persistently and we try to fight on...resistently.It's kind of hard when you're floating on the floor boards of your home. FEMA said it won't be long and Katrina will run along now. Katrina's saying she isn't gonna go, and we're sinking slow...like quicksand no helping hand to save us. Just angry neighbors who blame us...
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, just ask Ms. Storm, Katrina... and X-men can't save us....move 300 to Texas, just for her to take back the little help they gave us. Mastermind behind it all? Who ever knew a woman of water would be our downfall...meaner and faster than a cobra, colder than ices...polar. Katrina is what they call her.
Some people wish on stars, others wish to live amongst them....others want to be the brighest one in the midnight sky. But I, I'd rather be the one falling to earth being wished upon, knowing I've made dreams come true. I'd be that star for you.
No need for four leaf clovers, rabbits feet and horse shoes, I can do more than these silly charms could ever, for you. If you only knew.
No voodoo spells or , shaman chanting....just you and I in a dreamworld dancing amongst the stars. Fairytales are make believe but with undying support, what can't what you achieve ? Believe. I'm no fairy god-mother...but I can care for you as a friend...like no other. Why wish ...we can go and accomplish as a team? Set in motion dreams with no potions and magic wands...we can beyond the glitter and clouds... and make ourselves proud. No magic charms...no voodoo potions... Your motivation...this support...is your good luck charm.
They say.... time &distance make the heart grow fonder...I say time & distance...made this love stronger. Never, question our security. He knows he's the better half of me. Time, will never tell, because...he can see. This is meant to be.
Even though we met when I was only seventeen, we've grown into a mature thing. It's been four long years, and I've held your hand, just as much as you've held mine...and time...time has proven...this is a strong bind.
In my mind, words truly aren't strong enough to show you, nor are any actions I could ever preform, they just won't do. But if you will, then I must.... and we can began to engage...in something no longer lust...
Hold me, and I'll pull you close. The passion is there, it clearly shows....you know, by the sparkle in our eyes....even the simplest of fools could realize. But, no need for exaggeration, let's get back to our demonstration...love.
I'll ...allow you to get to know a deeper part of me, you can..get lost ...in my entity. Be a part of me , more than you have ever been, when you leap into the depths of my soul...did you ever know I encompassed so much?
Because I never knew a gentler touch, than yours. So if love lasts forever, than I hope we'd survive that together because there's no other I'd feel the desire to need for... you love, are all I adore. Yes, you. Because you've proven yourself to be true.
If only I could capture every emotion and bottle it, eau de parfume , de me, for you to be smothered in....then you could somewhat understand why this is something I can't fight, don't want to fight, and want to win. I can't help but give in... If this was a sin, lord forgive me, but I'd indulge in...this a thousand times... This timeless emotion. Perpetual sensation associated with the thoughts and feelings of loving, knowing and having you.....and I don't even mean sexually. We've successfully surpassed that part of this relationship, that's the part that most couples ...do forget.
That...sex is not everything. There's so much more to bring...and you do bring...to this table. This is why our love's foundation is all the more stable... I really don't believe it possible..that this emotion would every succumb to time because even in death... I'll be yours and you are mine, we swore this...with every parting kiss. So we are eternal...
It was the coldest summer ever...sleepless nights and smile-less days...once vivid memories now faded to gray. I wonder how..it got this way. The world around me... in the wind it swayed,when things shook up...it tumbled away. Words I once had...now nothing have I to say. Nothing...truly is what it is...portrayed;this cheerful face... is...nothing...but a facade. Melancholy or morose , on the best of days.
This was the coldest summer ever, not in temperature but way. It rained and poured each and e v e r y day. Misery dragged, but was never far away....guilt and misfortune only added to the array. Lifeless thoughts spinning in a suspended mind, suspended in emotion not function or time...Deep thoughts trans-versing , too far to find....in search of nothing.....twas nothing 'er to find.
It was the coldest summer ever...its wonder I'm not insane... all the racking done to my brain...But nothing can hurt someone..who no longer feels pain...
In the garden filled with the most beautiful things, flowers blossom and the doves sing. The sounds of nature...fill the air, and animals frolic without a care. Morning dew glazes the garden floor, trees arch over,resembling doors. Petite rabbits nibbling on leaves, cool breeze,blowing through the trees; bees buzzing by....
A place so beautiful it could bring tears to your eyes, moreless leave you speechless, 'tis no surprise. Quiet stream running in the distance,deer prancing by....untouched beauty,ever appealing to the eyes. Morning glories, snap dragons, sun flowers,roses and poppies, the sight of such a place...could make anyone happy. Fruit blossoms,squirrels,elk,doves, and deer,as soon as you lay eyes on this magical place...it draws you nearer... So peaceful, not even a small child could fear.
Sunsets on her horizon , glowing ever so blue, her roses blossom so red, they could be no more true. Stone cobbled pathway for two, leading the way to eternal bliss,frolic and play... in this place,there is no such thing as dismay.
The garden,the ever eternal ....beautiful garden.So beautiful... the creator must of begged pardon...for no artist could ever bring to canvas , such color...for it is surely outlandish ... comparable to none other...it's only logical she was made by thee mother....earth....for no other could of given birth..to such a divine place.
How can one always extend their hand to take, but never give. How can one kill ....yet expect to be allowed to live? Privilege , I once thought ...for those who were deserving... Handed out to those disgraceful...I find this unnerving. I'm learning...to be patient&kind ...towards her... Ms. Society. But her cowardice and greed...are quite alarming to me... Harder to ignore...her ignorance.... It's become harder to adhere to her stipulations, The closer I get near...she repels me... The further I step back...the less she likens me. Yet and still I believe I have a place here, Furthermore I see my face here... amongst the masses...the crowds... Yet I stand alone.
Maybe I should...just run along..on home. Maybe I was wrong to believe ....this elite group...had room for me. Clearly... I'm too different. For...clearly...intelligence...is comparable to simple two sense...to her. I don't deserve to fit in here. I don't deserve ...to be heard. My opinion? Is background noise...to her.....it's just static in the void. Because how dare I try to be...me...unique...in her reality...where everyone lives in a world ...of conformity?! How dare I...try to step outside my bounds...and break loose this ground stuck in its barren mold. Unleashing havoc and ruckus untold to the perfect world she has shifted and created....ha. How dare I... Contradict Society.
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