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Everto IntusThe bright sunlight warms my skin And I draw happiness from within, But a black ball is curled below my heart Not a bleakness,Everto Intus
Just a darkness there,
And it stirs when you say those words When your hand brushes against mine I’m numbed by an icy vice squeezing as it grips My lips are frozen
As my heart skips
I turn away
When all I want is for you to stay,
I do the opposite of showing you so
Because this thing
It’s twisting fear; Suspicion and doubt; A strange wild thing With its claws all out- It just wont sleep,
Com
by ~lunarleviathan
The CladdaghThe warm air and clear blue sky infused the day with promise, but it was easier to spend it lazily. Sitting on the grassy hill overlooking the river; the patchwork of garden, field and farmhouse; and beyond that the hazy skyline of the village, they breathed in the fresh air laced with the scent of summer blooms and straw. It was an undeniably romantic setting, she thought, here in the dappled sun and shade of the tree, but there was no romance… though not for lack of want on her side.The Claddagh
“Nice ring. Celtic design isn’t it?” he asked suddenly, looking at the silver ring on her finger.
She lifted her hand on reflex to gl
by ~lunarleviathan
FallingIt’s called falling in love Because pin-wheeling arms can’t reverse it. Slow motion rush, You watch yourself freefall, You’ll tear your hands up on thornsFalling
And branches, Just trying to stop.
It’s called falling in love Because it’s exhilarating,
And frightening.
Love is like adrenalin,
And we're all a little addicted. So we make the jump,
Thrill seekers,
Too often forgetting a parachute.
It’s called falling in love Because it’s not always pretty. It’s not a graceful swan dive, Its not planned and carried out Wit
by ~lunarleviathan
DaydreamerHere my mind wanders againDaydreamer
Rambling brambled pathways
Honeysuckle scented summer days
And snow globe landscapes of flawless white, Perfect places and perfect people,
Carved from sugared concoctions,
Lifted from pages and silver screens A paradise where even I am perfect.
So I feel the pangs of regret often And find the days pass lifelessly, The world around me is less real, Hazy: I am the sleepwalker, I have so often passed the time for working In strawberry fields and shopping malls
The labyrinth corridors and halls Of my imagination.
I th
by ~lunarleviathan
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<3 all we know is falling.
brilliant ^^
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You see things; and you say, "Why?"
But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?"
-G B Shaw
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Yay! I love comments.
You post some stuff of ur own too tho.
This was probably not the best time to join DA tho, its a fantastic tool for procrastination...
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