A Letter for Something Passed. by epitome-of-illusion, literature
Literature
A Letter for Something Passed.
Dear --,
The pace at which I write is slow and steady, unceasing as the jumbled thoughts that envelop my mind unravel like a clean, straight line of black ink on paper. My aspiration is to dictate in a clear voice the very depth of my feelings toward you. A tedious task, but one of which I continuously dedicate myself to in an effort to relieve the weighty burden of a brimming mind.
For the past few days and weeks I have attempted and re-attempted to express the stuttering mumbles of my heart. The victims of my erratic writing comprise of not only these scraps of torn paper, but also napkins, bubble gum wrappers, and Kohls receipts al
A Letter for Something Passed. by epitome-of-illusion, literature
Literature
A Letter for Something Passed.
Dear --,
The pace at which I write is slow and steady, unceasing as the jumbled thoughts that envelop my mind unravel like a clean, straight line of black ink on paper. My aspiration is to dictate in a clear voice the very depth of my feelings toward you. A tedious task, but one of which I continuously dedicate myself to in an effort to relieve the weighty burden of a brimming mind.
For the past few days and weeks I have attempted and re-attempted to express the stuttering mumbles of my heart. The victims of my erratic writing comprise of not only these scraps of torn paper, but also napkins, bubble gum wrappers, and Kohls receipts al
Come kiss me rapid in the rain
and we can dance like spring does
in the last face of winter,
when the first shades of green
break gradual through white.
Your sugar-almond eyes were always
meant for kissing, those pursed lips
for loving and every laughter-line
creasing like age for caressing.
And I wonder - do my fingertips
fit their blueprints or do I
leave room for tears to filter through?
There were times when we were watched
from distances and laughed still;
jiving through summer, swaying into
autumn, sitting out winter. But now
there are cliff-faces in your eyes
catching the ocean breeze, crumbling
under the weight
Eight Kisses
One
You can call
it emptiness, breath, epithet, or oblivion
or love, or the thing we can't
touch, while in motion.
The rush
of your mouth in me like icemelt water,
innocent, surging
like a creek,
touching,
stopped.
Your heart grew up in a black wooden box
and thought it fabulous,
its world of
right angles,
wood grain,
and eternal night.
It hated me when I bored the hole
that let the sun singe its eyes, cook its skin,
when rain collected the dirt on its skin
in a puddle beneath its feet and said:
"look how dirty you are, foul thing."
It hated and
hated and
still hates,
always crawling
under any
box it finds.
I kicked it
out of its hiding place.
It ran out howling, hating and being
ha
hi again :wave:
hm.
im bored.
i havent updated this in a while.
:confused: i dont know what to say.
OHH.
the trees!!!!!
the ones with the pretty white flowers...tuna trees they should be called.
i pass by them and a whif of rotten tuna fish overwhelms me >.<
*gags* :crazy:
i dont know. they smell horrible!
ah but anyways.
im trying to make this a bit more organized.
:bulletgreen: REQUESTS:
~blazingfrost (https://www.deviantart.com/blazingfrost) - my idea of violence [done!!! i just have to scan and upload!]
:iconcharvin: - Silhoette of a Guy and a Girl on the deck of a boat, embracing, with a gun&silencer...for his novel he is currently writing [in progress]
if
:wave:
today...the weather was quite nice ^-^
okay well. just to warn you all. as of right now i am going on a photo-uploading spree. [the past week ive had the chance to take some wonderful photos and i finally managed to pick out the few that i like] a few as in...erm...ten photos :D heh.
lessee, next on the agenda...requests!
currently i have a few requests pending, and im being rather lazy since i dont ever feel like scanning my drawings and uploading them, just my photos. but i swear ill get them done for you guys ;P
chloe's request: [111 pg views] something that reminds me of our 8th grade XD
chloe's other request: well she didnt
okay. i'll be updating this later.
but first.
be my 100th page view and i'll make you something!!!
just show proof=] and you can request anything.
thanks!!
:D
edit: thank you ZoharBlur for the 100 page views! please feel free to send me a note for the request :hug: it may be anything you like.
okay i've decided that whoever gets my 111 pageview will also get something ;P [remember to show proof]
Lily
Hey, I was wanting to make sure it's okay that I use one of your pics as a visual on one of my poems... it's called "Go, Lovely Rose."
You can see it here: [link]