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Illuminate my nightLover why don't you share
Your nightlight of lighting bugs
Sealed into your translucent mason jar
Illuminating my pathway
To a dreamland
Safe, far away from here
I don't have your arms to hold me
The darkness is overpowering now
Love's tragedyLove's tragedy.
You thought your seduction
But I'm just a pawn
in the devil's clockwork.
secretly using you.
to be used by you.
But we only abuse you,
and that simply
The ViolinWe all bid for your attention
with sorrow in our eyes
and pity in our hearts.
The violin plays on
as your colorful marionettes dance
Tears are shed
as the performance dwindles
Strings attached to our hearts
make us involuntarily move
while you watch on
in joyous splendor.
Oh how my wooden joints ache
from years of entertaining.
How I would like to gnaw through
this twin that enslaves me.
Somber springI don't think you saw my silver shadow in the monnlight
Or watched the sparrows fluttering in the breeze
you were gone you were far away
At the exact moment that I was watching the stars
you were no place near or dear to me
I don't think I can remember what color your eyes are anymore
I sit in the field of daises awaiting the sunrise
The dew of the morning settles on my skin
Pale as the winter snow that has long passed
I have not seen or heard of you since that last snowfall
I fret that I shall not see you until the first snowfall
Remember To breatheIt's amazing...
How you like the same music I do.
The way your eyes cut right through me; sending shivers up and down my spine.
The way your lips touch mine, while your hands trace the curves of my body.
The 1st time we kissed sparked interest and excitement. Now we can't keep our hands off each other
I love the way...
You know when something is wrong with me; and your eyes tell me you're worried.
You know all my ticklish spots you seem to learn more everyday
We compliment each other.
You can hold me while I sleep, and watch the dimples form on my face when I dream about you. I can't count all the minutes I've stared at you, amazed with your never-ending love.
The first night we spent together, waiting for the sun to come up; holding each other, listening to punk rock in my car.
The first time you said I love you And I was too scared to say it back
You told me that it felt like you were dreaming, and that's why you were so afraid to say goodbye. afraid I wasn't goi
She sat atop her roof laying in pigeon feathers and watching the clouds play pictionary before her eyes.
The breeze felt calming against the august heat. She tuned out the noises of the city during rush hour and concentrated on the singing of the birds and the whispers of the trees.
The sun was baking her skin, giving her faint freckles and a subtle tan.
"The birds they sing to me in foreign tongues that no man has been lucky enough to hear. The trees tell secrets that have been whispered beneath their branches late at night."
She traced her fingertips over the ruffles on her skirt while the wind blew loose pieces of hair in her eyes.
"I want to live under the stars, counting shooting stars and flirting with the man on the moon."
I sat contemplating loneliness and death while I lay in the tub. I watching the bubbles evaporate along with every feeling I had inside my body. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I screamed my lungs out; I was all alone in my existence.
"Why do people always feel inclined to make my day a little worse?"
I remembered what it was like losing someone you loved, who didn't love you as well; back then I promised myself never to love again. I suppose that's why every hope of a relationship always dwindles away with my tears. I stared at the pale pink walls in my bathroom and listened to the songs on the radio about love; I felt like throwing up.
I felt the bubbles on my skin as I laid face down in the bath. I wanted to stay that way forever; I felt invisible, and under the calmness of the water no one could hurt me.
Fisticuffs and love muffins
Why do you leave when everything has just begun. Your charming smile could get you in anyone's pants. You buy me five dollar daisies and sing in off key notes about love. You're a trickster, a prankster, and I love your laugh. You make me blush when you use your Jedi mind trick to get me to kiss you. oh how I kiss you
We spent all summer drinking lemonade and making love, listening to 80s music and head banging to the beat. I made you dance when you refused you blushed and said you couldn't. You said I'm all hips and hands, I pouted until you laughed and kissed me. oh how you kissed me
I said that you were blonde when you didn't get any of my jokes; you raised your eyebrow and threw a pillow at me. I tried to play fisticuffs but you pinned me to the bed and kissed me all over, stopping in your favorite places to nibble on my pale white skin leaving little bite marks
I hate the way you know all my ticklish spots and use it against me when I'm in a bad mood and you're trying to make me s
Perfect tv show
We tune into your story. You're left alone, pursuing dreams; and girls in short skirts. Does he ever get the girl? I'm sitting on my couch, throwing popcorn at the television screen, laughing at your tears.
Left alone to resurrect my pride
The picture starts to fade when I see her visiting you. Smiles and kisses outbid my spite. I begged you not go, I begged you; I pleaded The screen goes black and I'm left alone. You were my only hope Now you're watching me from my two way television screen basking in my misery.
My shock and surprise to your newfound love never once brought tears to my eyes, until i was safely in bed, tears fell on my pillow.
Your naive outlook on the situation made me frustrated and depressed. You were obviously unaware of the love I thought we shared. It's a lose lose situation for us. I'll stay depressed while you pursue happiness the happiness i gave was too far from your heart.
I thought I'd let you know just in case she
Sweet LoveA sweet sensation of your lips
touching the softness of mine,
your body against mine
as we hold each other in the night.
The love that brings us joy,
the kiss that makes us smile.
The feelings that we share,
will be our eternity.
The soft lips touch mine,
as we hold each other in the night.
The words that are spoken
"I love you" is all I need to share.
The love that we have for each other,
the softness of your embrace,
I'll always love you
and that is a promise I shall keep
Heavyweight XIXBass depth, guitar weight
Lay over, press down,
Echo your elements in
Remind me of pain
Pressed scars feel good
You are the inspiration
That makes my legs cling
My beauteous pornography
Sultry sweetness that fills
Routine and holes
With intent perversity-
Tight muscle joined to please
You can't stop
Don't be afraid
We'll never break again
Into fading pieces
Long lashes seal wit
I did love the bruises
Because when you kiss
The sore thaws to gentleness
male/female hypnosis scriptAlright, now I want you to read these words as if someone were saying them to you, in a nice Calming tone,
I want you to take a nice Deep breath, in through your nose, and out your mouth, taking nice Deep breaths in through your nose, and out your mouth.
I want you to to imagine a Brilliant sapphire, Slowly swinging Back and Forth in front of your face,
Sparkling in the radiant sunlight as your eyes follow it Back and Forth,
It's swinging times with your breathing
Feeling so Relaxed and so Good as it swings Back and Forth, Back and Forth, it seems so Slow, and Lazy, but so Relaxing,
Just making those Deep breaths even Deeper,
As the pendant seems to Slow and glimmer Brighter,
As you begin to Feel a wave of Relaxation
Starting at your toes
And moving upward,
Into your legs and up to your knees
It feels so Wonderful as it makes it's way up to your waist, making your legs
Feeling so Soothed, so Calm, and Heavy, Relaxing you as they lay Motionless
Feeling the Relaxation moving up your bell
Skeletal LoveYour fingers press against my flesh
It's not enough
I want more
My hand covers yours
in the dark
Studying the steps
Each fine bone moving
beneath my touch
My fingers pressed against your face
It's not enough
I want to tell you
No skipping steps
Touch has its limits
Each word unspoken
Closing the WindowAs much as I want to see your face
I fight the urge
All I have left is a photograph
that compels me to touch your cheek
To caress your earlobe gently between
between my finger and my thumb
and look deep into your eyes
But your eyes reserve their softness
for the person behind the camera
and never will be
how i see lovelove is like a dove on a sun rise in the miter of spring watch the flowers bloom and you just get lost in watch as the last of the snow melts on the fist day of spring and they you look up and see the sun and say love you world then you talk to your girl or guy and say i love you and i want to be happy and all the people in the world cant stop us so here we are watch the sun set and say good night.
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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