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Greater than GabrielLooking up from beneath this sheet of glassy ice, Freezing waters grasp my flesh. But your gaze is more frigid by far. And though you stand above me unseeing, I reach for your boots, even as they would trample me down. The water is sapping my strength; it's cold... I can see cracks in the ice above me. If only you would look down, and see me; that we are the same, I'm sure you would break through the cracks. I feel heavy, like stone, and I'm afraid of the dark maw below me... Turn your self-blinded eyes toward me! But you will not hear my plea, you who thinks himself greater thGreater than Gabriel
by ~Kitsune2007
WhisperI thought of you, as the sunset crept across wind-swept meadow, And the moonrise traipse, as it drapes, the world in shadow. Over hill and dell, a chill quick fell, and frosted finger touch, And swarm, no more warm, in forlorn, icy clutch. I whisper your name, for same, my desire, Your glance, my soul driven trance, and passionate fire. Seek the Fool, whose heart you rule, with swift fleeting brush, Of hand, and silent command, of lips to hush. A promise to me, a vow to thee, never made before, It’s you I crave, until the grave, and forever more.Whisper
by ~Kitsune2007
Pin Up My HeartPin up my heart with rusted railroad spike, and keep it far from my reach. Then seal up my ears with clods of clay, to drown out soft-beating whispers. Addicting and sweet, enticing they sneak, into mind, body and soul. So sew up my lips with silver string stitches, For without, my Fool words with sully my guise, for guise it be.Pin Up My Heart
For guise it be, when it stares back at me, in mirror, window, and lake. Then trap up my hands with bloody bandages many, taken from wounds of battle and woe. And battles they were, for Lifeblood’s well, that cast the source to Hell.
With curses and tears, and ba
by ~Kitsune2007
HopeWhat is this tugging at the fringe of my heart? This faint nudging at the edge of my soul? It’s moving my feet onward, lifting my chin up. What is this, in the eyes of the Martyr?Hope
It’s easing my pain, a salve for my wounds. Motion, Emotion, Devotion, Commotion. What is this light, that chases the Shadow? This force that brings us together? It sets us apart; a gold miner’s ration. What is this hand, that guides my choices? Vision, Collision, Division, Decision. Hope.
by ~Kitsune2007
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