AUTHOR: Nymph Du Pave
FANDOM: Smallville
PAIRING: Lex Luthor/Clark Kent.
RATING: G
SUMMARY: Lex's POV about his relationship with Clark. Please R&R.
DISCLAIMER: The WB, DC Comics, MillarGoughInk, Tolin, Robbins, and Davola [along with whomever else] own this wonderfully cute show. I am merely borrowing the characters to use in my own evil ways and will try to return them as mentally cognizant and stable as when I took them [with the exception of the incredibly handsome and elegant Michael Rosenbaum of whom I might never let go ;)], but I can't make any promises. The Muse controls these fingers.
FEEDBACK: I am Jack's trashbin. Throw me all your meaty scraps.
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: nymph_du_pave@hotmail.com
AUTHOR'S THANKS: I want to express a deep and real appreciation to the people who keep coming back for more. Whatever I write you're there. Thank you so very much for your reviews and emails. I don't know if I would have been driven to write quite so much, quite so fast if I didn't share this CLex obsession with others. Thank you also for you moral support on the topic of my book. Yes, Luthorgirl546 it's a romance but, sigh, it's het. What will I ever do? In answer to some of the questions, yes I am working on more interesting works dealing with murder and intrigue [lol], but my first book I have a simple little plot going.
AUTHOR'S NOTE #1: Ack! This marks a first. I cannot name this one for a song. I just couldn't do it. There's something about poems... You know? I just can't do it. So this is the first Smallville fanfic not named for a song [and that includes the DSSCTM series]. Oh, well. I guess the pattern had to end sometime.
AUTHOR'S NOTE #2: I've never been really that great [or even that good] with poetry, but at least I have fun with it! Right? Right? Andy-way, andy-way, this has no real 'form'. It has very few rhymes if any, and a couple different beats that switch periodically, but I like it.
"Free form is the shape of one's soul; it is the way our mind bends and our heart mends. So much is said... once the reader finds the rhythms within his heart, the work turns mystical, magical. The meaning is revealed and for one glorious moment the reader understands all."
R.D. Marie
The Notebook Works
Unascertained
by Nymph Du Pave
The winds wrack my sovereign body
and leave me warmer than inside
for with this life I've not invested
I'm born without internal heat
Mutilation sucks me dry
by my skin has not been marred
my father has beat and worn me down
and yet I am unharmed
My corporal self is with few scars
skating here, and fist fight there
within I am a coiled, twisted mess
unholy metal and deathtwig branch
I've been produced to form the worst
I've been made to break the belle
but all I want in this wide life
is a chance to prove me good
I'd touch your fingers, your lips so soft
hair so fine and eyes so bright
but I'd take away your perfect future
your chance of bettering your life
I am the thing that you've been told
will cheat, destroy and kill
I am the fatal attraction that
your father denies exists
I cannot love you any more
than I hate myself
It's true and few will ever feel
such depth that makes your soul
You make me believe when you touch my skin
that everything has it's day
You make me want for the golden lining
where I could have that too
I don't want to fall for your truths
I don't want you to love despite my lies
but I need you now to make me then
even if everything falls from hell
I'll take your hand and I will see
that you'd never flinch away
and maybe somehow I'll be proved wrong
and will set the destined right
Into the unascertained
through the Plexi-glass doors
I promise you such love will fight
and never recede or decay
So here we go, and hold my heart
give me that one last push
You can steal my lips and seal my life
For now, it is all yours
FIN
AUTHOR'S QUESTION:
Should I put up all of the Smallville poems I've done so far up as
separate stories? Like Lex's to Clark and Pete's about Chloe in 'Poetry
in Motion' and 'A Friend I Once Had' from 'Mama Said'?
I've been thinking about it, but I'm not sure.