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DISCLAIMER: I do not own the below charecters (Oh god , if I did...), nor do i own poetress and singer JEWEL kilcher ('cause if i did i'd be wth her right now instead of typing this garbage up for your sadistic pleasure) No flames aren't welcome, they are quite simply wastes of expression. So after much ranting, enjoy.
until tonight
my heart was just half full i'd never known the fruit which fed the soul
but know i see what may put to rest my longing
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love
The stars twinkled above in the illusion of a perfect night sky. The perpetual shadows swept the halls. A lone youth slouched quietly against a unconcerned wall. Misty gray eyes gazed in no specific direction. Eyes, apathetic yet held a focus of purpose that held no uncertainty in their steady look. The boy quickly brushed silver locks from his eyes, shutting themfor a moment. He jumped slightly as he felt his hand clasped within another. He turned hastily to be met with a smile and bright green eyes.
in silence i feared my heart
would remain words unheard
inside a separateness of skin
but know i know the skin just veils the soul
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love
Lips press tightly together, hands darting where they had not once dared. Eyes tightly closed, afraid to reveal the truth in this long held dream. Silver hair damp with sweat, a finely shaped hand slipping through the mirroring locks. The two boys pressed their bodies closer together stolen glances of one another slide through each caress. The two break away silently whimpering as they walked quietly through the glistening halls.
so take my hand and knowing
with it i also give my heart
wanting never to be separate again
let eternity begin
The door shuts with a soundless click, as if it to wished to conceal the couple and these hidden romances. A pale hand slips through the grasp of the ebon haired teen, stroking his palm as it took it's flight. With a decisive flourish and sweeping arm, they sank silently to the obliging floor.
if you were a flame
i'd allow myself to be consumed completely
were you wind i would wish you to pass
through me
but now i know the skin just veils the soul
Emerald eyes gleamed in the twilight of the dulled windows, head bent down, lips at the neck of his lover licking the sweat from his neck. Listening to his quickening pulse. Ravaging lips on snowy flesh. Hands persisting in their steady rhythm. Small gasps escaping the mouth of the victim of such persistent tortures. The fires burned bright and the winds struck the walls of the school. The cold stone floor warmed in their embrace, the stars twinkled and danced high in the false sky. Though none truly watched
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the below charecters (Oh god , if I did...), nor do i own poetress and singer JEWEL kilcher ('cause if i did i'd be wth her right now instead of typing this garbage up for your sadistic pleasure) No flames aren't welcome, they are quite simply wastes of expression. So after much ranting, enjoy.
until tonight
my heart was just half full i'd never known the fruit which fed the soul
but know i see what may put to rest my longing
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love
The stars twinkled above in the illusion of a perfect night sky. The perpetual shadows swept the halls. A lone youth slouched quietly against a unconcerned wall. Misty gray eyes gazed in no specific direction. Eyes, apathetic yet held a focus of purpose that held no uncertainty in their steady look. The boy quickly brushed silver locks from his eyes, shutting themfor a moment. He jumped slightly as he felt his hand clasped within another. He turned hastily to be met with a smile and bright green eyes.
in silence i feared my heart
would remain words unheard
inside a separateness of skin
but know i know the skin just veils the soul
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love
Lips press tightly together, hands darting where they had not once dared. Eyes tightly closed, afraid to reveal the truth in this long held dream. Silver hair damp with sweat, a finely shaped hand slipping through the mirroring locks. The two boys pressed their bodies closer together stolen glances of one another slide through each caress. The two break away silently whimpering as they walked quietly through the glistening halls.
so take my hand and knowing
with it i also give my heart
wanting never to be separate again
let eternity begin
The door shuts with a soundless click, as if it to wished to conceal the couple and these hidden romances. A pale hand slips through the grasp of the ebon haired teen, stroking his palm as it took it's flight. With a decisive flourish and sweeping arm, they sank silently to the obliging floor.
if you were a flame
i'd allow myself to be consumed completely
were you wind i would wish you to pass
through me
but now i know the skin just veils the soul
Emerald eyes gleamed in the twilight of the dulled windows, head bent down, lips at the neck of his lover licking the sweat from his neck. Listening to his quickening pulse. Ravaging lips on snowy flesh. Hands persisting in their steady rhythm. Small gasps escaping the mouth of the victim of such persistent tortures. The fires burned bright and the winds struck the walls of the school. The cold stone floor warmed in their embrace, the stars twinkled and danced high in the false sky. Though none truly watched
for i have seen the face of love
the grace of god
the face of love