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Bye but for only a wee while.'Bye,'
the windy town whispers in my ear,
'go on, get out of here'.
I look back over my shoulder
the city lights glistening
tiny stars caught under the moonlight
'Follow your heart and then you'll be free'
The muddy path dances under my feet
my first step is the easiest
the more I walk the faster the ground does shake
shaking its hips, trying to entice me to stay
'You belong here,' the earth whispers through my feet
the whisper shooting all my memories right to my brain
'You can't leave, you won't'
I stop, as does the ground
I feel it sigh as it feels the tears from my eyes
slowly turning into brown sadness
as they hit the soft grassy ground
I think to myself
'Good' the ground shudders, 'this is where you belong.'
No, I think, I can't... I can't stay
The ground starts to crumble
it trys to swallow me whole
I feel a hand grasping at my wrist
and there you are
all the faces of my past, present and future
changing from one to the other
your smile radiates love
as you p
cherry pieEverything is in colours
no shapes are real as I feel my way to your heart
everything you do and say is art
keeping me locked in awe
your aura is magic, multi-coloured
your vibe is something new
like a taste
greens and purples
and reds and pinks
fly around you
catching my eye
I imagine you taste like cherry pie
cherry pie with yummy wine
blurring the lines
blurring my mind
and paper pillows
charcoal stuck to my cheek
just listening to you speak
time, present, past and future
you will always be right
because you make me see things in a different light
lights that capture me
and hold me still
long enough to fill this empty space
filled by my alarm, we'll both groan
letting hands slowly go
making my way from bed to work
but it will be a place of great beauty
in the back garden
surrounded by roses, lilies and fake coconut trees
the mini glass house with the red and white decor
holding everything I need
I can see it now
walking, bare foot, through t
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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