You eclipsed yourself onto my heart, etched yourself amongst Sun and stars, a silhouette of burnished red and brown, a luminescent glow of you all around. Your pattern, your shape, my mind recalls, the beauty of your face, your expression, I’m in thrall, and I remember the smiles we shared, so many days and [...]
I am absolutely besotted with him, he is charming, and manipulative, and glib. I am wholly delighted with him, he is worthy of being taken home to meet the family, this would be just such a welcome, wanted dream. I am absolutely enamoured with him he has, with haste, pulled the wool over my eyes, [...]
And on the Rocket Clock! our focused eyes widened. On the Rocket Clock! we learned to tell big-people’s time. Around the Rocket Clock! we smiled and shared songs, on the Rocket Clock! parents watched our years grow richer as we travelled through life, singing, clapping, playing along. On wristwatches, we interpreted the angles [...]
The green in her eyes speaks of envy, of rich, potent jealousy, block upon blocks of her irises compacted – there are shades of yellow lingering. Like an aged page of a book, curled and poignant a scene, her yellow paper is delicate, ancient, unlike recalcitrant feelings which have not been heeded for years, [...]
Flickers in her eyes like candlelit fairy lights, a pair of wings of gossamer, she breathes and heaves her magic all over, lightness is present all around. Her sparkles cover her fragile form, yet ignorant or impervious are those who refuse her sight and her magnificent airy sound, then all of a sudden, a box slams!
My hands present as aged and weary, my flesh paper-thin and melting like an image of Salvador Dali’s, with bones like soft honeycomb, where bees cheerfully settle in. Their wings frantically beat they seek nectar from the rhythm, the rhythm, hands slowly try itching them away, off my skin, away from an arm which they travel upwards, ignoring my slow decay.
(Inspired by prompt, see A/N.) I squall at him, he glares and points, and orders me to hush. I laugh incredulously, thinking, hush little baby, don’t you cry, I planned on doing anything but sobbing any lullaby.
Where the pretty ones live is where some want to be, posed or slouched so elegantly, chiffon dresses or satin clinging. Where the pretty ones live is where some want to spend some time, gracefully sipping champagne, for hours talking softly or romancing. Where the pretty ones live is where I found you, [...]
Like the sound of rolling thunder on the distant hills, my heartbeats clamber to be heard, (to be heard), received and acknowledged by you, at your breezy window sill. Your hand reaches out to grab the distant beats, the uniquely peculiar patterning that pounds, and pounds and pounds, from my sill to yours, [...]
Loyalty can be twisted in this bitter life, one pledges themselves to you, through the bitter, through the challenging, through the positives, through strife. A hand outreached, a hand to hold, to be indelicately snatched away? What am I to do with myself, you swore to love me evermore, upon that magical day. [...]