If You Just Smile.....

The Moon And The Sun

Fortress arms with echoes of warmth,
Barricade a home for my pulse.
To wither away the winter brease
To sink the last of my misery
To bask in the dawning of your skin

A golden spray encases the sky
To skim the drums between you and I.

I collect the tumbles from your lips
And every blink of your eyes
To make myself breathless forever.
I love you like the moon loves the setting sun
Always sharing light
To shine within the dark...

Beckon me with words and lead my astray
From the path of darkness to dismay.
Upon the moment, I lie in your glory
A cascade of pages for our story,
The end you and I will hide within.

An emerald land of distant pleas
Harbours the waves of our heartbeats.

I collect the tumbles from your lips
And every blink of your eyes,
To make myself breathless forever.
I love you like the moon lives the setting sun,
Always sharing light
To shine within the dark.

I shall live inside your veins and your bones.
Etch your soul into my soul
To never be alone

I collect the tumbles from your lips,
And every blink of your eyes,
To make myself breathless forever.
I love you like the moon loves the setting sun,
Always sharing light
To shine within the dark.

****
Ciao Bella

AN: For you, my love, the world.

Dear Buzznet

So, for the past four hours I have been a shit load of thinking and it is 4 am in the morning an I have a beautiful few hours to sleep before I get up and head of to my whirlwind of life. A few people have made comments tonight and it attacked me like the sweet aroma of coffee; I am a whiney bitch!!!!

Seriously, I moan about everything! I moan when I don't get comments, I moan when I cant post, and heck, I moan when I breathe and recently, not being on here, it clicked; stop fucking moaning. I have a wonderful boyfriend, I have a fantastic job that I can make shit loads of friends, I have an amazing set of friends that, whilst we can be drama llamas, are the biggest support group going, I am in an marvellous band, and I have just moved out from my parents and I am being what I was made to be; me.

So my writing has taken a bit of a downslide; but I am working on it, I still write, just not so publicly ...and I am working on some stuff but I have taken some life lesson. I don't need to feel so bad that I havent been on here for a while nad when the times comes, my friends on here are there when I need them, even if it is an obnoxious rant. I lost a lot of comments, but that is with the times; better, stronger, faster people are here who are far more deserving that I am to gain peoples admiration. E-Fame? I never had it, I had a glimpse but I will always be that kooky Patrick Stump stalker with a billion ideas on how I can write him getting into someones pants. 
I've taken a good long look at myself and asked why I was doing this?

Do I want fame? No

Do I want money? No

Do I want to write? Hell YES!!!!

So I shouldn't be so bothered that other people aren't reading, or looking at my photographs and going, "Hey nice shot...kinda.." because Im doing it for my people, I'm doing it for my loved ones, I'm doing it for my family.....

And a lot of you on here are so artistic, so vibrant, so alive with passion that I can feel your heartbeat in your posts. But a lot of you also throw it away to be popular; segregating yourselves from people who you feel are dumber than you. I am going to admit, that I felt that way to, til I realised people were trying to shit on my opinion. Debate! Debate freely, but no one is going to make me inferior to them.

I love Christianity................... no real Christianity, the faith in Christ and the faith in love....the people... I read a brilliant sign outside a church..it said..

God gave diversity; and we made devisions...

See someone elses side for a change.........but still fight yours.......Understand each other.... Be diffrent but understnad!!!



Im not sure what I am going to say here but I love you guys, each and everyone. I can come off as an asshole; I dont mean to, I just want to know everyone and be loved in return....

After all, Love............I has it......

 

In the end, its not about the hype, its not about the fame.... its about you...and knowing that failure is never an option............its just a bump in the road....

Put up the peace sign, put your index down..

Because, fuck you, I do this for my loved ones....

Ciao Bella

Always

Sarah

xxxx

Here is what I have;

With a single caw from a near by gull, Patrick begun to stir. Coughing the last remains of the broth he had nearly drowned in, and a heavy head, his eyes snapped open as he let out a loud guttural moan. His eyes caught the sun and he lifted his heavy bones from the golden bed and sat straight up; the throbbing like a hammer pounding at this head. Patrick turned from side to side as memories floated viciously into his mind. It was so romantic; the boat, the champagne, the candles, the meal, the girl, the ring.  He had merely leaned over to watch the moon glisten on the near black water when a sharp clunk hit him and he tumbled into darkness. It was clear to see that had happened; his long term girlfriend had tried to kill him. As he stood up, a little too wobbly, he muttered, “fucking bitch.”

*****
Ciao Bella

AN: Incidentally, I met a huge FOB fan today whose Patrick love was similar to mine......we even hugged...

I was at work

 

And she was the customer...

Oh how weird the looketh I had!

 

xxx

I Do, I Do, I Do

 

Let the tumbles fall delicately from our lips,

Scatter the words like stars across the sky.

There’s a speeding light so colourful,
That will join the breeze so magical,
As the night covets like blankets on our eyes;
I do, I do, I do.

 

We’ll dine on champagne and kisses on our cheek,
Our fingers entwine as our spirits act like vines.
A heart that sounds like racing drums,
You’re bones that feel like a welcome home.
As our pulses slow down to stop the time.
I do, I do, I do…

Tonight is alive with the echoes of a love,

Distant fires that awakens the sleeping beat.
A sudden breath that enlightens the dark,
A hidden scent that ignites a secret spark
As we imprint our silence with dancing feet.
I do, I do, I do

We talk the moments that slowly melt to day,
We mutter whispers that take our souls away.
I give to a bundle of inner poetry
Of sentences that you have given to me
And all the strength that I have enough to say;

I do, I do, I do.

***
Ciao Bella

Love

Its a wonder to know that my heart is held in the palms of a brilliant force. New found skips within my beats and fresh words tumbling from my lips.

A cleansing rain of thunder upon my flesh.

Eyes wide to capture rushing vibrantly by.

Landscapes of rapture vast in golden splendor. I curve through valleys and nestle in coves.
Home; awash with glorious scents that awake a soul.

My dear;

This force is no object.

Nor place nor country.

This brilliance is you and I shall bask in your glory.

To love you entirely

Ciao Bella

xxxxx

“My scars are accidents, even the ones that I had carved into myself, they are all accidents in time.

I chose to believe this for you, my dear, as my wounds were collected where love had no strength and I had no fight. Where in the palms of the world hands held nothing but sadness and I bowed down to hopelessness.

A path where hearts were overcome with fear and utter self loathing.

But you held me up from my life, fleshed out my bones and fed air to my lungs.
I am truly grateful for your shining light into my darkness.
I am truly empowered by those words from your whispers, coveting my body with love..

My scars are accidents because they were products of my collision with despair.

But you are my unison with hope;

My fresh skin the product.

And you are

 

The Guardian to my Soul…..

 

My love…”

XxX

“Ciao Bella”

AN: Aside from this, I am gone for a few days to travel the country to meet my love. However, I feel like I must say this; Dark Knight is truly an epic and Ledger is truly a legend….

Who Could Ever Need The Sun?

 

There is a sunrise upon your skin,

A golden path upon your flesh.
I walk my spirit across the bones,
I embrace my limbs within your breath.

 

I froze the seconds to stop the time,
To stop this spinning world of mine.

 

I have stayed within your diamond eyes,

As each of your blinks paints the sky,
With you forever by my side,

Who could ever need the sun?
I’ve kept your pulse to steal your warmth,
My heartbeat calm within your storm,
With me forever in your arms,
Who could ever need the sun?

 

There is a beauty within your smile,

That echoes triumph across the lands.
As you capture the blinding nights,
And hold the moonlight in your hands.

I froze the seconds to stop the time,
To stop this spinning world of mine.

 

I have stayed within your diamond eyes,

As each of your blinks paints the sky,
With you forever by my side,

Who could ever need the sun?
I’ve kept your pulse to steal your warmth,
My heartbeat calm within your storm,
With me forever in your arms,
Who could ever need the sun?

 

I’ve walked for miles to walk forever with you
I’ve walked the lines upon your palms
To fall in love with you

 

I have stayed within your diamond eyes,

As each of your blinks paints the sky,
With you forever by my side,

Who could ever need the sun?
I’ve kept your pulse to steal your warmth,
My heartbeat calm within your storm,
With me forever in your arms,
Who could ever need the sun?

****
Ciao Bella

Dear You,

I have wondered sleeplessly across paths that I have not walked. Signs without words etched in poems that I had not consciously written swim effortlessly within my mind. No warning, no sense; delicately dancing across my mind with answers that I could not find and jigsaws protruding so viciously they never belonged. Empty moments as hollow as the tears I had shed for every love I thought I had, never mine; they echo with the melodies that I wrapped my soul across but seemingly they face into the bitter nothing. I have wondered throughout the pain and vowed that I could never love any more.  

 

Yet a shimmer crawling into the darkness and coveting my pit with eternal light. Across a glistening sky, daylight gallops with a sapphire fire and a horizon peaks within the distance. A thousand warmths embrace my aching bones and lift goosebumps on my skin. A deep blue spirit of pure devotions skims my gentle essence and fills my heart with a million breathless beats. I stood together with a strength of a lion and my pulse roars for miles. You fashioned me from a damage and made me new. These are the simple gifts that you gave to me…

I will give you a lifetime…

Love
Me

 

****
Ciao Bella

What he said;

The beating of a familiar heart rings in the ears of this Londoner as the wild wings of a blue angel carry golden echoes of your spirit like stardust across the vales and valleys of the land to echo the beats of this heart and bring sparkle to the inner depths of my soul. x - Matthew Robinson.

What she said;

Like angel calls and heaven song, your voice beckons across the lands we're on. As candle fire begins to spark, your spirit shimmers in the pit of dark. To guide my soul go bathe in light, to break each shackles of the night. I could cound the beats I've skipped my dear, I've held my breath for a thousand years; to keep my body breathless dear. To keep the thoughts of you near. x - Sarah Cook

<3

Ciao Bella

P.s. Hey guys, so this is my apology for not being on so much, I am so sorry. I failed one aspect of my course and have been run ragged at work and revising just so I can pass the first year of my degree. Also, I don;t see my BF that much because he lives in London so I try every opportunity to speak to him or to go down and visit him. Its no excuse I know but I really need to keep on top of things at home, rather than on here. But dont worry, I should be on properly soon. I love you guys a lot.....

Miss you

Sarah

xxx

Near..

 

Upon the wind,

My scattered bones

Of arms with sweet embrace.
To wrap a breeze

Across your skin,
To whisper a lovers name.

Within the fire,
A cherishes home
Where smokes becomes a face.
To coax the eyes,
Entrancing limbs.
Of a final passion flame.

Across the tide,
A rolling wisp
Of ripples from the rain.
A crashing wave,

Our memories.
Fills empty lungs with tears.

Beneath the earth
A breathless kiss,
Is distant from my pain.
Though your flesh
Is lost from me,
Your spirit is silent,

Near.

****
Ciao Bella

AN: I pray that everyday you aren’t hear, time will move faster than the ones when you are…

(AN: I know, I have been shit at keeping up with things and this is kinda small compared to the rest. But I needed to get it out so here it is…tada!! If you cannot remember the previous, than I have it here hyperballad13.buzznet.com/user/journal/2085651/hunters-beginning-chapter-3

 

Part 4

SomewhereBetween Happiness And Saddness

 

A rackety ride of the carriage bustled secretly in the night; the wind had howled against the window pane that played home to small cracks, struggling against the pressure. Peter kept his eyes on the pitch black rather than the depth of those haunting eyes that kept a gaze upon the boy. Tight lipped, the youth ran his long bony fingers across the seat of his mouth, pondering the many questions that slipped softly into his mind. He was tiptoeing on the thoughts of his wildest fantasies; complete freedom from the repression and the purity that dared try wrap its golden wings around him. The black night surrounded the rickety wood that had driven for minutes and slowly dissolved into an hour and Peter felt the sudden eclipse of the home that he had been plagued with. At last, he felt he were heading to where he belonged….but still the echoes of his mind longed for answers. He turned his face towards the old man, whose lips turned to a small smile without the compassion Peter would usually face.

 

“A vampire?” the boy whispered as his undertone hinted a curiosity he merely dappled at. “I knew I was different, but a vampire? I thought they only existed in human nightmares,” or my wildest fantasies.

 

“You are a smart boy, I assume” the mans glare turned more deathly as the two met eyes; as dark as the most solitary crystals in caves of shadows. A connection between two likings was sparking flames in the darkest of Peter. “The hatred of sun, the despising of Christ and the obsession, no, the need for flesh between you’re teeth and blood throughout your throat; I would have thought a boy of your calibre would have figured it out sooner.”

“It had cross my mind but,” Peter stopped, “most vampires, so I have read, turn into dust within the sun and holy water, I must have been bathed in that, but it never hurt.. I assumed I was simply different.”

“You are different, even to vampire kind, but you’re answers shall come in due course,” the Master said, slowly and breathless. He took his gaze to the stormy night and the carriage slowly started to wind down; “Ah I believe that we are here. Do not worry, boy, you are finally home.”

As the Master said this, he swung open the door in an entwining moment and removed his body from the comfort of the seat. Peter took the motion and followed him taking in the details that dwelled in the comfort of the land. Grey and lifeless stones stood side by side and carved out of the richest marble; tombstones. Peters eyes darted around, soaking in the lifeless names sprawled along the stone and admired how they glistened within the pale moonlight. Standing confused, the lost boy wondered where he had been brought; in the pits of his imagination he had dabbled with large castles and forgotten mansions that held stories of the past. Instead, he found himself in the middle of a cemetery, in front of a large mausoleum door, the carriage galloping softly off into the distance. Frowning, Peter lifted his eyebrow to the elder man, “Surely, this cannot be right?”  

 

“Do not be deceive by appearances,” there was a slight flicker of the eye, “for worlds are hidden from our very sights. You will see.”

With a raise of a his hand, the heavy door begun to slide to the side to open. A million orange flames flickered down a stairway that led down into the valleys below the earth. Peters eyes shimmered with glory as he was led down a spiral staircase. A thousand candles lit the levels as he walked steadily down. The embers upon the wick sent the swift light across the cobwebs that decorated the cold stairwell; making the once silver webs into threads of gold stretching for the little creatures to sleep in a habitat of wonder. Steady down the path, Peter’s young feet skipped merrily down the levels with such glee. The Master simply ignored the naivety and barely skimmed the floor as he guided the young child into the lair that stayed just layers beneath their simply steps. There were mumbles; soft utters that crept like slender hands walking across the spine of the secrets below. Peter’s eyes grew fonder; lighting up with in tiny boyish glee.

 

As they turned the corner, his eyes were feasting upon a sight that played for him in such a show that he dare not blink. At the bottom of the stairs there lay before him a wonder he could never have dreamed; the room was laden with beasts of red eyes and bearing gnashing teeth. They congregated in groups that circled tables. They didn’t move, in fact, they were transfixed upon the tables before them. Growling instinctively, they seemed to be feeding their hunger and that is when Peter saw how.

Sprawled across each of the tables were women; fleshed, mortal women whom Peter suspected to be virgins. Some were dead whilst others were just ravished with their pulses still beating, alive in their throats. There were tears that ran like rapids down their cheeks and their soft breaths broken as teeth were sunk into their warm skin. Peter ran his tongue across his tongue and prayed to a lesser god that this weren’t a fantasy. He could delicately imagine how the tears would sweeten the meat and long to taste the concoction running down his throat.

The Master watched the little boy; the saliva practically gleamed of Peter’s lips and with that the Master opened his palm to show him the world where he belonged; “Yes, Peter, you are finally home…”

*****
Ciao Bella

 

New Central

 

Lover’s smile,

Keep your teeth beaming wide,

Keep your soul breathless child.
Keep your thoughts an aching wild.

You will find,
My voice a step behind,
My heartbeat close in time,
To soothe headaches of your mind…

Scratch the words you said,
Into the drifting of my skies.

Illuminate the moon
To match the shining of your eyes.
Echo all the moments

Like a ripple on the tide.
And I will keep my footsteps by your side.

Lovers skin
Keeping the warm within,
A home my bones live in
A sound of pulses bellowing.

I will find,

Your fingers locked with mine,

Our pulses lie entwined.

With the light of morning lines…

Scratch the words you said,
Into the drifting of my skies.

Illuminate the moon
To match the shining of your eyes.
Echo all the moments

Like a ripple on the tide.
And I will keep my footsteps by your side.

We could keep our bodies distance,
But they’ll collide on other planes…
As we dust off photographs
We keep in golden frames.
Memories that end with thunder

From the goodbyes of passing trains…

Scratch the words you said,
Into the drifting of my skies.

Illuminate the moon
To match the shining of your eyes.
Echo all the moments

Like a ripple on the tide.
And I will keep my footsteps by your side.

****

Ciao Bella

AN: Just smiles………
P.s Thank you so much John for the bassness…. It topped off my perfect weekend…

 

 

Project Beautiful: Physical Appearance.

 

(Because, I can only do it this way…)

 

A sigh tumbles down from trembling lips into the atmosphere that is laden thick with disgust and disapproval. Arms of winged like skin slide gently into a hellishly big top that cascades material onto two mountains that sag pitifully towards the floor where my blistered feet spread. The top wavers over a pit of fat that protrudes viciously with purple streaks that scar on the surface of my quivering flesh. My legs dig themselves into jeans; one after the other. Straining the material as the trunk like thighs are covered by denim, the trousers are yanked over the monster and claws into the layers. One sharp breath in as the buttons fasten, hiding the rage away.

Placing the teeth of a comb into my hair, I drag them across the once vibrant colour as the lank long hair falls decadent across my face and stops at the end of my neck; flicking underneath the second chin. A façade of blubber that creates a throne for the bony original, I stare mockingly at my reflection. The nose, now battered and scarred, stretches out of a face in a witches fashion; bumps of a crooked road. My cheeks glimmer like ruby beacons and eyebrows crawl with their furry presence. The hands I use to walk over my blemishes are covered in hideous lumps that appear when worried but the fingers stretch in a slender manner as a pentacle ring twists to show their purpose.

Yet when I look deep into my eyes; a sea of spirit that dives into the blue jewels, I drag my eyes over my lips that cushion a million love tales into the etchings. I feel empowered to embrace the obesity laden on my body. I take a note book, I take a pen and sitting on my extreme behind;

 

I pour my soul into the ink.

****
Ciao Bella

Last Goodbye..

 

Silence of the night
As the stars will die
Falling with the air
From your last goodbye.

Echoes are your words,

Rushing through the breeze.

Twirling with the gale
Of discarded broken beats.

Mocking is the taste,
That plays upon lips.

Dancing on our tongues
To end our lovers kiss.

 

Burning are the hearts
Into a pulse of ash.
Where passion fades to sparks
Where moments strike the past….

Souls collide again
Disaster lights the sky…
Damage falls in air
From my  last goodbye..

****
Ciao Bella

Safety….

Treading these paths with little breath.
As much caution to hold me back.
I fill my lungs with discarded beats,
That my heart forgets to give.

I race through my bloodstream
To find the calling I need.

I am so far away from the edge,
That I have built my home upon
That I am not myself so much...
I am dying with the safety...
I want to drag my heavy bones,
Stroke the cliffside with my toes.
Feel the rush of being alone...
I am dying with the safety....

Maybe in another timeless place
Where my soul is not as chaotic.
A turmoil of whirlwind emotions,
Where my feet can skim the ground..

I race through my bloodstream
To find the calling I need.

I am so far away from the edge,
That I have built my home upon
That I am not myself so much...
I am dying with the safety...
I want to drag my heavy bones,
Stroke the cliffside with my toes.
Feel the rush of being alone...
I am dying with the safety....

I could cover these secrets with flesh
And a crooked smile to keep this embrace.
But I’d wish my soul away
Left broken to be whole again…

I wouldn’t wish anymore…..

I am so far away from the edge,
That I have built my home upon
That I am not myself so much...
I am dying with the safety...
I want to drag my heavy bones,
Stroke the cliffside with my toes.
Feel the rush of being alone...
I am dying with the safety....

****
Ciao Bella

The Cavendish Syndrome…

 

I guess they’re hollow now,

All the words you used to say.
They echo as they collide.
As they softly fade away.

They match to the pulse I have,
The one I made for you…

It will break another silence..
It will break this heart in two…

Between the parts that are falling in place
And the pieces that are falling apart..

 

I thought that we were the fortunate ones.
To have loved but merely lost it all.
But I guess another thought was wrong

Because you never really loved at all.

Can you speak clearly dear?
For I cannot hear the lies.
I need the ammunition,
I need the skill to write…

I’ll aim every word like a bullet to your mind
I’ll become the mutters on your lips…

I thought that we were the fortunate ones.
To have loved but merely lost it all.
But I guess another thought was wrong

Because you never really loved at all.

Your eyes are wide,
Holding anger darker than the night….
I wish I could burn the bridge

To build a gap between you and I

 

I thought that we were the fortunate ones.
To have loved but merely lost it all.
But I guess another thought was wrong

Because you never really loved at all.

 

****
Ciao Bella

 

AN: Seeing as I am in a band now, my bandmates want to to copyright....so this is mine......Sarah Louise Cook... you steal....you are going to fucking burn....

It’s a rush

 

It’s a rush.

 

A sudden whirlwind trip across a network of untangled veins; colliding with the cells of blood in a cascade of joyous lust that battles through the nerves to that one echoing smile. It comes from the twist of arms around an aching body and the comfortable scent of flesh; it wraps its own limbs across my skin and entices the shudder that flows down my spine. It begins from the cushioned lips that fall down upon my slumbered forehead and the five coded fingers slide into mine with precision. There is an encasing of sheets that warm two bodies in a perfect collection of heat and time that lay still but with the subtle rise of lungs and the drumming of pulses. The rush that thrills my bones as my eyes lock over a tousle of midnight locks and a pathway of pale soft layers of your shell.

It’s a rush that keeps me safe inside your arms.

That keeps me home.
That keeps me in love with each cell.

It’s a rush.

****
Ciao Bella

 

"**** I Do"

It’s official, our favourite one lined emo heart throb Pete Wentz has finally got hitched to unearthly catchy singer Ashlee Simpson in what is reportedly to be a fairytale wedding. Now, either you are singing your congratulations or you are sobbing into your star spangled handkerchief, you can’t help but wonder what the lyricist for pop punk band Fall Out Boy is going to write next. Perhaps an album dedicating his wedding is in wonder.

That in mind; me, Kristyn (Ikkyg), Jen (Ohthepainthepain,) Gemma (Gemmaxloves) and Savannah (Tryingtofindthewords) have come up with a few suggestions for those copiously worded titles that could grace the new epic from Fall Out Boy that Jen would like to call  “****, I Do”.

1. Sugar, We’re Going Down The Aisle
2. I’ve Got A Church And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Say “I Do.”
3. It’s Hard To Say I Do, But I Will.
4. I Got Married To Someone Out Of Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Fairytale Wedding.
5. Thnks Fr Th Mrrg
6. A Little Less “She’s Pregnant,”  A Little More, “I’ve Gone Beyond Caring.”
7. Champagne For The Wedding Guests, Real Pain For The Teenies.

8. Our Lawyer Made Us Sign The Pre-Nup So We Wouldn’t Get Sued.

9. Tell Our Unborn Child He’s Made The List Of 2008 Stupid Baby Names
10. Married Is Not A Synonym For Straight.
11. Pregnant Ashlee Or Marriage Of The Year?

12. Reinventing The Wheel To Run Over The People’s Magazine Photographer In The Tree

13. I’m Like A Best Man The Way I’m Trying To Get The Bridesmaids Off.
14. Lets Avoid Switchblades And Infidelity.

****

It will be Billboards Finest Album…

Thanks guys :-D

 

****
Ciao Bella

 

The Town Will Breathe Tonight

 

Darling, let the rain begin,
Wash away our still remains

The fragile flesh that they decayed,

By their dying troubled lies.

One day we will run away,
Hide our spirits in those eyes,
Burning like the city lights
Keeping the flames of hope alive…

Because,
Sometimes, this town feels breathless.

But you and I shall fill its lungs.

With the air that cascades from lips
And the whispers from our tongues.
The town will breathe tonight…

Your shaky hands are misguided,
Steering through crooked roads,
To where the silence shatters,
Upon our twisted broken bones.

Yet take my hand my dear,
We’ll cross paths on our palms.
Let your now steady soles
Hit the pulse of pavement stones.

Because,
Sometimes, this town feels breathless.

But you and I shall fill its lungs.

With the air that cascades from lips
And the whispers from our tongues.
The town will breathe tonight…

The towers meet the sky
To let the sunrise collide
Shadows over me……

Because,
Sometimes, this town feels breathless.

But you and I shall fill its lungs.

With the air that cascades from lips
And the whispers from our tongues.
The town will breathe tonight…

***
Ciao Bella

AN: I swear I will come back to you. With full force. I have noticed I have lost a lot of friends. Don’t worry, I will be back to let you know how incredible you are.

Across A Twilight

 

Across a twilight
A million hopes dashed as eyes,
Captivating the light
Blinks with the sunrise.

A thousand shadows
Over the hollow moon
Of lovers teeth in crooked smiles.
In a crescent style swoon.

Twisting breeze through night
 Winding air interlock lips,
With branching palms
And blooming fingertips.

Calling of the seldom words
To tingle down your skin
The flesh of opaque bones
Shudder with the wind.

Scatter the shattered hearts
To entwine with the dark
Sew the stars into wounds
Give breath to the spark…

****
Ciao Bella

AN: Will be back and working soon.
One exam left ;-)

Love you guys

xxx