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Cinquains - A 5 minute Study-My Wife
Smiling Shushing Stunning Looking
Zany Greasy Gooey
Zesty Pepperoni Chewy
Quickly Season Ending
Snow Approaching Autumn Fading
My absinthe beauty, woman of madness,
Eyes shining tearing, street level cafe.
Sanity rises, inspired cool wind,
Lips licked gleaming, heart beating ballet.
Blushing laughs dancing, secret sharing pair,
Summer nights suit us, forever love young,
Flirting hands sliding, small gestures screaming.
Many albums past, not all songs are sung.
Alto Sax jamming, nerves running cold,
Whispers hot breathing, inches like miles,
Soft careful touches, pulling tightly wild,
Moments apart screaming, seconds like trials.
Bite, claw, soft, hard, slow, fast, mad, sane, sighs, cries,
Grin, laugh, stop, start, eyes, tastes, skin, hair, hands, thighs.
Bone white roads of winter, salted fields of snow.
Biting breeze and cutting winds, outside is all I know.
Grey dominates and eradicates, all traces of colour exhausted.
Seeping deep down and into me, edges of breath become frosted.
Cutting into my teeth, like a dentists drill.
Into the marrow of my bones, painful leukemic chill.
Whining spinning tires, pushing pulling tired.
Chlorides chemical fire, last of winters wood fired.
Look for and find beauty, in each miraculous snowflake.
Stand and admire too long, pneumonia thine life shall take.
Ears blue and frigid, eyes dropping tears of ice.
Skin crackling and cracking, one degree worth any price.
Glacial lines of pain, shivering and shuddering,
Wanting any help, and in need of cuddling.
My negative friend Kelvin, is such an absolute zero.
Any heat to challenge him, would stand as my hero.
Power of my will
With the power of my will,
And the strength of my thought,
I sought to forge beauty,
Now look what I have wrought.
I have twisted and torn us apart,
Through foolish words of temper lost,
What I will fight to regain,
At any possible cost.
My pride, my honour,
Shall never give in,
Such intense feeling,
Cannot be called sin.
Love is a lost word,
Meaning shrouded in pain,
Ripped apart by old time,
But now I feel its strain.
Find pleasure in my power
Seek safety in my arms
I,the armour that protects you,
From all the worlds harms.
RIAA means we all pay
Burn, Baby, Burning!
Burn the chain stores!
Fat little men earning!
I am not yours!
Try to set the night on fire!
A and R, more like B and E!
Deciding the public desire!
ripping off you and me!
I have your mp3\'s,
I laugh at your case.
I burn with ease,
Smile in your face.
Music my erotica,
10 gigs, 20 gigs, 50 gigs more.
But not from Metallica,
That industry whore.
Lars gets but a drop,
Courtney knows the deal.
Twenty two ninety-nine a pop,
EMI knows how to steal.
A&M, MCA, Capitol,
Virgin, Elektra, Sony.
All they want is control,
All of them phony.
Mom and pop shops fall,
Neon shiny lip gloss wins.
Let\'s all go the the mall,
Hang out with friends.
M$ vaunts Palladium seal,
Then changes its name.
I know the deal,
am hip to their game.
MTV Top Twenty,
Picked from within.
Don\'t show videos,
How can you win?
Go see the concerts,
Give cash to the bands.
Buy yourself t-shirts,
Money in their hands.
Sitting under a sea of blue
Golden fire burning my eyes
Languishing in thoughts of you
Sighing, forced by tasks to rise
Left the open air behind
Reentered the caverns of toil
In soft light felt near blind
Vision filled with burning oil
Focusing madly blinking
Flash of color neon bright
Laughing at my thinking
Your name seen in the light
Movement halting in smile
Eyes squeezed shut to see
Grinning wide all the while
What your love does to me
Searching the patterns fade
Trick of mind or sight
Squinting hard in the shade
Waiting for letters to ignite
The glare faded away
Unable to truth ascertain
Moved on in dismay
With you on my brain
Sonnet 6 Correcting Past Mista
Rope is lowered, I begin the climb,
weak and battered, covered in grime.
Last steps are taken, the world eases,
I now awaken, no further freezes.
Each time I falter, your love renews me,
Nothing can alter, you and I to be.
I suffer gladly, seek a new world,
loving you madly, my heart unfurled.
Searching for a place, maintaining my pride,
sacrifice anything, to be at your side.
Slowly passing time, each second hellish
want to hear bells chime, in your arms languish.
I solemn oath swear, challenge times power,
Running to be there, bee to your flower.
Lust. France x Reader
She never looked nice.
She looked like art, and art wasn't suppose to look nice;
it was suppose to make you feel something.
—Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
“God, he looks so gorgeous.” [Name] mumbled out of nowhere, taking a sip of her own drink. Eliza gave her an odd look, but it seemed that the girl didn't take notice of this and continued to babble about something that would probably horrify Eliza. “I know boys aren't supposed to be gorgeous. But he is, he really is. I won't deny that.”
And Eliza did look horrified. Not only horrified, but confused too. She probably had no idea what [Name] was talking about. Was she drunk? She probably was, but she doesn't necessarily get drunk that easily; Eliza knew that for a fact. She had been with [Name] longer than any of her [past] boyfriends have. “What the fuck are you
BTLG - Corpse Clutch - 2p Germany x Reader
You shivered. You twisted uncomfortably when you felt the temperature drop dramatically.
Now that sounded weird. You opened your eyes millimeter by millimeter.
“GAHHHHH!” You scramble away from the figure with a gaping mouth.
The terrifying being came closer. It pointed a sickly finger to you and in horror; you rushed to your feet. This grotesque creature looked like a zombie except it followed your every move with expert eyes.
“Grrrak!” it said while clicking its teeth. It inched closer to you; its gait unlike that of a normal zombie!
“GRAAAAK!” Its outstretched hand looked like it yearned to tear your flesh!
“Ahh!!” you screamed. Wasting no time to die to a freaking corpse, you ran only to be stopped by another meaner looking one.
“G-G-Graak!” The other one stuttered. You needed to get out of here. You had the drea
Delusional || Yandere!Levi x Reader (4)
D A R K N E S S.
That was all you could see.
You lazily blinked your eyes as you tried to focus on something -- anything -- in the room. You couldn't remember how or when you made it back to the girl's dormitory, but right now, your mind was too hazy to care. Deciding to light the candle on your nightstand, you groggily rolled over on your double bed.
Since when did you own a double bed? You started to panic as your hands fumbled around the nightstand in search for any form of light source. Your search ended up being fruitless as you sat there, deciding on what to do next.
Letting out a shaky breath , you got off the bed and stuck your arms out to feel your way around the dark room, occasionally bumping in
With Sugar On Top (Russia x Reader)
It is absolutely freezing.
On your way home, you were not expecting a sudden freak snowstorm to drop pretty much on top of you. You hunch into your jacket, wanting to break out into a run to close the distance between you and your lovely warm house, but you don't for fear of slipping and falling on your butt, because that's just the last thing that you need. Your jacket is doing little to provide you with adequate protection from the biting chill. You really have to stop being so optimistic just because you've started seeing the slow emergence of spring flowers- it's still technically winter, and it seems like Mother Nature is only too willing to remind you of that fact.
You fold your arms over your chest and slowly exhale, a cloud of vapor gathering in front of your slowly-reddening nose as you do so. You have to settle for trudging- a fine dusting of snow is fluttering down onto the ground, and although the white gets promptly swallowed up by the wet concrete, more of its bret
There is a Goddess in the RainDrops of water tumble towards the Earth, miniscule craters forming upon their impact. A gust of wind causes each droplet to spiral into the bark of trees and leaves tremble at their touch. Clouds pull apart their seams, their misty fingertips leaving trails along the sky. Summer is busying himself with painting the world in lush hues as Rain brushes past him. He smiles at her, but she does not smile back. Dewdrops garnish her shoulders as she continues to ignore him. Summer does not breathe easy as he begins to pour a deeper green into the grass. His breath flutters as Rain twirls up thunderstorms. Drizzling the ground with lightning, she smiles.
Hands wet with soil Summer looks to her, though she is engaged in her best effort to flood the earth. With a flimsy touch he reaches out, whispering in warm breezes. She stops. He hangs violent reds against the sky and drapes soft whites to dull the color. A pink haze covers the land as Rain scowls. She begins her tumultuous course to sit upon
Levi x Titan! Reader Chapter 9''Right, listen hear you damn brat''
You looked down to the small human and pointed to yourself as if to say ''Me?'' and gave him your best glare as you were still annoyed that your attempt at sleeping was interrupted. ''Yes you who the fuck did you think I was talking to?'' Levi stated, not fazed by your scary expression. You quietly growled at him, but he continued speaking.
''There a city through that gate, and you best make sure you don't cause a panic, or I'll slice your ass, so I want you to be as quiet as you can damned be'' He finished, crossing his arms. You just nodded and mimicked him, crossing your arms as well.
''Carry on mocking me and you'll regret it''
Levi turned around, trotting back to his comrades and you stuck your tongue out at his back, which caused Armin to give you a shocked look, but you didn't care.
''Alright then are you ready?'' The blue eyed leader spoke, his commanding, yet calming tone reaching th
Copper Can Shine P4 (JeanxCheerleader!Reader)
Warning! Some swear words below! (Just not enough for a 'mature' rating, but be warned anyway!)
Jean wasn't sure if it was clear, but for the rest of that day he had purposefully been avoiding you. If you had walked into the room, he would suddenly need the toilet, or have to go change his clothes or a plethora of other made up on the spot excuses for his constant absence. You had hardly seen hide not hair of that copper tone since the awkward dance incident, and it was rather grating on your nerves. You wanted this thing cleared up, and Jean's aversion tactics were starting to get tiresome.
"I'm sorry again, I just had to find Annie before coach flipped a switch. She's like his favourite person, I swear it's because he thinks we'll exclude her for being a girl or something." Eren gabbled an apology from your right once again. That's all he had been doing for the majority of dinner time in the academy's dining hall, getting a little more anxious each time you barely answered.
Simulation - Eren x Reader (Actor!AU) "As you all know, you have all finished filming season 1 of Shingeki no Kyojin: Attack on Titan. I must say that your work has been amazing, and for the upcoming awards show, we have to show some special clips," A voice, belonging to the director, announces over the speakers. Nerves are bubbling up inside my veins. "We are going to put you into a simulation, where you will be put into your characters position, and you will awaken when your character dies or the season ends. When you wake up, you will only remember what happened in the simulation when you are shown the clips. You will not remember your real memories during the simulation."
I sit on the bed, and swing my legs up, proceeding to lie down. I slip the mask next to me on, and I breathe in the gas.
"See you all soon." I murmur, the gas we are being given takes affect.
"Hello, Mrs. Jeager! Is my mother here still?" I ask the women, who smiles at me, releasing her son's ear. She nods towards t
La Misteriosa Cantante... Parte 14-¿Qué lo llevaría a corromperse así?-pregunto Phineas
-Eh intentado saberlo pero siempre que lo intento termina explicándome lo que ya se.-dijo Bruno con cara de irritación
-Parece que, lo pasas mal.- dijo Phineas sonriendo.
-Mi tío esta obsesionado con unas personas y dice que por su culpa esta pasándole todo lo malo. Cuando lo cierto que es totalmente su culpa.-dijo Bruno algo molesto.- pero en dado caso entraría en su juego y eso no estaría bien
-Te entiendo Bruno.-dijo Phineas animándolo.
-¿Lo dices por Isabella verdad?- pregunto Bruno
-Pues sí, Isabella me confunde, me ayuda pero siento que me oculta algo.-dijo Phineas
-Debes calmarte un poco.-dijo Bruno sonriendo.- Oí que hoy era la fecha límite para aceptar cualquiera de las…-pero fue interrumpido.
Un maestro de cabello rubio entro en el salón y les pidió a todos que se colocaran en sus lugares espec
PhysicalFingertips touch you
Like you touch my spirit
Fingernails strengthen touch
Like you strengthen my heart
Hands hold you close
Like your love binds me
Arms pull you near
Like your eyes, draw me in
Shoulders support you
Like you support my dreams
Chest pillows you
Like you buoy my hopes
Neck shelters you
Like you protect my love
Hair tickles you
Like you tease my eyes
Face confronts you
Like you challenge my mind
Ears hear you
Like you understand my mind
Waist anchors you
Like you hold me firm
Legs bring me to you
Like yours, wrap me close
Feet carry my body
Like your love carries my all
Skin laughs at your touch
Like your humor lightens my mood
Tears dampen your hair
Like yours, dampen my soul
Eyes stare rapt upon you
Like yours, return my gaze
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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