For all the spaces that lie between us
I see the red of destiny that binds my soul to yours;
It twines and shines,
Just for us,
Fate is fickle,
Never knowing when time will end,
So we must savor every moment.
Burn yourself,
He said,
Hold your hand over the flame,
Burn yourself,
The flame won't hurt, not one bit,
Burn yourself,
He said to me,
His eyes told me to jump,
Into the flames and burn,
His voice commanded me to listen,
To surrender myself and burn,
He held my hand over the candle,
Looked at me,
And said let go,
I obeyed.
Burn yourself,
The flames spoke to me,
His eyes were dancing with a smoldering light,
His glasses lie abandoned,
Cocked sideways and glinting with the single flame,
He lies on the floor next to me,
One hand tight around my wrist,
The other around my waist,
Gently,
But tight around my wrist,
His
Flashing in the darkest hour in the somber night,
The candle glows for only me,
It awaits for its chance to glow brightest,
Never knowing when the light of its wick will be blown.
What a pitiful thing candlelight is,
Unable to lead its own flame,
Someone must continuously aid it,
For it to grow.
Thus only a game,
A silly game where the children strive to whisk the light away,
With their wispy breaths and useless efforts,
The strong and shining flame refuses to die out.
A serious game where the artist bends over the parchment,
Blistering her delicate fingers,
And straining to see paper,
Desperate to keep weak flame burning as it
The Loving Embrace of Life by rainbowfragment, literature
Literature
The Loving Embrace of Life
Have you ever had happiness overflow out of you?
Like an exquisitely wrought Italian fountain,
Water, honey, and other tasteful things erupting in a crescendo out of your soul.
Like rough salmon silk and icy burgundy velvet,
Like warm satin and tumbled quilts,
Like form-fitting lace and shiny leather.
Have you ever basked in the sun?
The sunbeams glistening over you in heart-warming embraces,
Your entire body lifts up into the clouds,
The Chinese blue sky drifts by lazily,
And your hand reaches out to touch the latest impressionists.
The feel of solid ground anchoring you to the earth,
Any gloom and grim exaggerated predictions ev
I'm a quirky individual whose main motivation in life is to keep it interesting. I love art, especially the pretty variety.
Favorite genre of music: Depends on mood. Favorite photographer: YumiYoukkai (She always takes such fabulous pictures of me! ^.~) Favorite style of art: Watercolor Operating System: Microsoft 7 MP3 player of choice: Zune Favorite cartoon character: Quatre Rabera Winner Personal Quote: Well, Freud was right.
Favourite Movies
The Boondock Saints/Howl's Moving Castle
Favourite TV Shows
Rizzoli and Isles
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Everything
Favourite Books
Silence of the Lambs, Kare Kano, Dresden Files, Sookie Stackhouse series
Favourite Writers
Thomas Harris
Favourite Games
Mission in Snowdriftland, tower defense games
Favourite Gaming Platform
Flash games!
Tools of the Trade
Photoshop and plain old computer paper
Other Interests
Writing, Anime/manga, Jewelry (and all shiny things in general), Forensics