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Old 01-04-2006, 11:06 AM   #21 (permalink)
Violette
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Forgive my double-posting.... but I just wrote this last night and had to type it up today to share with you guys. Can't think of a title for it yet - any suggestions are welcome, though!

Untitled (1/3/2006)

She approaches him from across the room
He avoids her gaze reluctantly
But her presence is magnetic
Her stare unshakeable
The distance between them disappearing
Can he resist
Or will she overpower him?

Her sweet-smelling breath stings his skin
Like the winds of a January storm
Her delicate fingers caress his shoulders
Her touch lingering
Congealing the blood in his veins
Leaning over, she whispers in his ear
Cooing like a dove
Stranded in a snow-blanketed forest

Just then
She tips his chin up with her fragile hand
And his warm brown eyes
Met her frosty sapphire blues
Her midnight black hair
Her ghostly pale skin
No color on her cheeks
No smile cracking her frozen face
Just a dying, wandering expression
Hiding the untamed flames of her desire
That becomes evident with a single kiss

Their lips touch
An unfathomable warmth
Melts the numbness that he once felt towards her
Sending sparks and flower petals
Streaming through space
For what seems like an eternity
But only lasts a few seconds

Their mouths part
Suddenly, he feels cold
Abandoned, shivering
His chills intensifying as she pulls away
Trembling because he failed to see
Her heart made of stone
Her masked intentions
The false taste of spring she planted on his tongue

Now, their souls are fused together
By a bitter temptation
She is his muse
His goddess of pleasure and pain
He is her captive
Bound to her by the only way she knows how to love
The eternal winter that plagues her being
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