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Their meetings were always hurried, full of touches that were just a little too hard and kisses that involved too much tooth. Neither complained, there was no time for them to argue now. No time for prolonged, wordless struggles as to who was on top, no time to tease. It just happened.
It was only in the afterglow, the bittersweet sweat and laboured breaths, that they talked. Quiet murmurs accompanied by lips on skin, a squeeze of the hand on a hip.
"I haven't got long." Jaye would say, his once perfectly straightened and styled blond hair now a mess, stuck to the pillow with sweat.
His partner knew, and would only nod, close his one working eye, and press his lips somewhere else on Jaye's chest. "Did you get it on disc?"
The blond always did he knew how it worked and sat up to pull it from his jacket. He could feel the other man tightening the arm around his waist, as if re
Medici castle was on a scale that was rarely built on these days. Three hours ride out of Argonia at a gallop, it sat atop a cliff set just in from the sea, proudly overlooking the de'Medici's traditional holdings to Argonia's west. The land had been in the family for generations, and their line could be traced back even further than that. They were a force in politics, a well-worn family name that would come to Argonia's aid when asked and their constant grip on land so close to the city proved that.
However, it hardly made the place more welcoming in the winter. While heavy tapestries were hung up over the windows and fires were stoked at all hours of the day, there was a distinct chill to the air that crept through the walls itself. Torches lined the corridors, their shadows spooking the servant's children as their shirked their duties. The entire affair, outside of the noble's wing, felt much like a
Persephone Thesis: CreativePersephone Thesis: Creative Component
May you be renewed in tranquillity and wisdom.
The music came as a stab of sun, illusions of flowers splashing against the walls with every note squeezed from the harp. The echoes of hell were shaved away, tamed into the drabbles of a brook or the sea, and rock vaporised into the fresh damp of newly cut grass. Knuckles white and painful around the cruel arm of my throne I felt everything shatter again, the now familiar dark walls and stone melting away to grass and flowers and light, oh sweet light. Soft things, wet like tears. I let them fall, gritting my teeth against my tongue and ignoring the biting salty smell. I would not be seen to move, this man could not touch me, could not ruin what Id rebuilt. I would destroy him first.
We had seen him coming. Nothing living entered here without notice. They were bright against the gloomy shades, we could
Birth To SixWide charcoal eyes, pale skin, and jet black hair
Naivety and innocence
Afraid, but learning
Cried often, but that's what babies do
Long, brown curls and chesnut eyes
Tan, soft skin and rosy red cheeks
Curious, fast learner, afraid still
Cried a lot, "she'll grow out of it"
Shoulder-length straight hair, large eyes
Red-brown skin and a nose that got red in winter
Whiny, ignorant, passive-agressive
CompanyWhen we're in the dark,
Shadow is not a person,
Mirror is just an object,
Reflection needs light,
Everyone is alone.
My Favorite Candysnore snore snore
roar roar roar
meow meow meow
howl howl howl
snap snap snap
rip rip rip
mock mock mock
hah hah hah
Snip snip snip
rack rack rack
melt melt melt
help help help
Snack snack snack
run run run
mine mine mine
huff huff huff
it's my pez. ALL MINE!!
nuestra fiesta Patria ( poema)este es un poema que ice en lenguaje, me gusto y lo dejo aquí. es mas español. bueno, aquí se los dejo, espero que les guste:
Nuestra Fiesta Patria
Las Fiestas Patrias
Izad las banderas,
Poneros sus vestidos,
Preparad los juegos
Y comprad comida chilena.
¡Escuchad las trompetas!
Empezaron a sonar,
Desfilad con nosotros
Y poneros a cantar.
SUM GET MICE I GET PIXIESPixie Dixie in da Klixie
took a quality pinking shear(or a good scissor was it?)
to the unholy space
my agora claustro phobia combo.
a bit of a worry it was 2 then
coz I was not ready for separates yet then
Someone SpecialTender flower protected by thorns
You've been picked and trodden on
Like the bud of the blooming flower your heart pushes your beauty out like petals
You feel unloved and un cared for
Sitting in the dark where your petals can't feel the warmth of the light
After the abuse and going unnoticed you adapt to your surroundings, you learn to survive
You built a tough exterior to protect you from your surroundings not knowing that through the cracks your heart is visible
Your heart has been noticed by one who shares your darkness.
They see through the exterior and your pain, they see your motherly love and genuine care.
They see you for everything you are, thorns and cracks and beautiful still the same.
They pick you up and place you in a vase where you belong because to them you are special
Happy Birthday FriendToday was a great day and a yummy day too today was when my BFF birthday
Sept.14 we had fun with her cousin and ate a yummy dish but i wish we could have stayed but its still fair and i understand this day was the best of most.
Let the Sky Hear my PrayerMy eyes focus on the gleaming sky
I felt like wishing that I could fly
But if I do fly,
I might fall and die
Then everything will be over,
I won't even be able to cry.
My eyelids felt heavy, as I continued to stare
Stare at the sky as I started to pray.
"Let the world be in peace as I rest
Let the Lord do what he think is best
Give those who are in need what they needed
And protect all that is precious to my heart."
With my prayer finished
I sat down on the bed
Thinking if it was heard
I'm sure it was heard
Heard clear and loud
Now I'll feel safe
Safe from the darkness that lurks
Safe from the evil that wanders
The sky from a while ago,
I'm sure it's still beautiful
But I'll leave it for now
And wait for the Sun's light that's even prettier
Oh, my lovely fish
It gives me great joy to see you swimming
When I go on holidays I miss you and hope you are well
At night it gives me happiness to feed you and watch you
Every day you swim with your friend Silvie
Sometimes at night I like to listen to the sound of your pump
No other fish of mine has lived so long so that must be a sign that you love me
Even if you die tomorrow I will always remember you
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