Ok. . .I know this is REALLY weird, and it's a Seifer/Fujin and no one
really reads em' all that much, but I really wanted to post it since it's
the first thing I've ever written. And I want to dedicate it to the person
whose stories inspired me to write it,
So.thankies Platinum Angel! I love "Souls Redemption", and I can't wait for
the next chapter, this is for you, I hope it's not that bad . . .
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~*The Color of Me*~
Paint a picture of my soul
I guarantee your canvas will be crimson
Crimson colors swirling together with hues of gray
Crimson to stand for my passion
For my drive
My courage
Crimson to define the true color of my heart
And the gray. . .well that's purely you
Indefinable
Shady areas with no true color
Unpredictable and spontaneous
How I would love to be indefinable
To change colors like a chameleon and be gray with you
Because maybe then you would have stayed by my side
Or maybe we would have drifted off together
Complimenting each other; interwoven
And as I stare at you now,
You're eyes a green gray haze
I realize that I could pretend to be any color
Be whatever you wanted me to be
But that underneath, I'll always be crimson
The color of passion
And I can't be that color when you're only gray
Because gray is the color of uncertainty and questioning
It never stays permanent
I can't take you questioning me
Trying to fill in your gray areas with a color that will never exist
And I won't be a test color on your palette,
That you use every now and then when you're bored,
Or when the picture just doesn't seem bright enough.
As I lie next to you,
In your late night trance
In your indefinable gray world
I reach out and let powder white hand brush your golden skin
You turn your head to me,
Gray green eyes dancing with knowledge that neither of us wants to accept
My own crimson orb shining back at you hesitantly
You know what color I am, you always have
And even more so you know what color you can never be
And maybe that is why you're leaning down now,
Kissing me one last time with your pale lips,
And granting me my leave from your side.
A new canvas?
Maybe even a new color?
I can't tell exactly what you're letting me leave for
But I find that I can't move anyway
When it all comes down to it
I'll always be the crimson to your gray
Because even though your are indefinable
And can walk in shades of gray forever if you wish
I can't forget about you
I can't change what color I am
What colors I want painted on our canvas
. . .
. . .But maybe. . .
Just maybe you can change
Maybe you'll realize one day just how deep of a crimson I am
And maybe you'll learn to be happy with me
Hell. . .
Maybe you'll be definable one day
I creep closer to you,
Pulling the covers of our blanket tighter around us,
And feel your arm sliding over my waist,
Whispering my name in question
"Fuu?"
And I smile against your neck, because you, who always claimed to be
knowledgeable,
Know nothing about the color of my heart.
"Just sleep Seifer. I'll be here in the morning."
really reads em' all that much, but I really wanted to post it since it's
the first thing I've ever written. And I want to dedicate it to the person
whose stories inspired me to write it,
So.thankies Platinum Angel! I love "Souls Redemption", and I can't wait for
the next chapter, this is for you, I hope it's not that bad . . .
************************************************************************
~*The Color of Me*~
Paint a picture of my soul
I guarantee your canvas will be crimson
Crimson colors swirling together with hues of gray
Crimson to stand for my passion
For my drive
My courage
Crimson to define the true color of my heart
And the gray. . .well that's purely you
Indefinable
Shady areas with no true color
Unpredictable and spontaneous
How I would love to be indefinable
To change colors like a chameleon and be gray with you
Because maybe then you would have stayed by my side
Or maybe we would have drifted off together
Complimenting each other; interwoven
And as I stare at you now,
You're eyes a green gray haze
I realize that I could pretend to be any color
Be whatever you wanted me to be
But that underneath, I'll always be crimson
The color of passion
And I can't be that color when you're only gray
Because gray is the color of uncertainty and questioning
It never stays permanent
I can't take you questioning me
Trying to fill in your gray areas with a color that will never exist
And I won't be a test color on your palette,
That you use every now and then when you're bored,
Or when the picture just doesn't seem bright enough.
As I lie next to you,
In your late night trance
In your indefinable gray world
I reach out and let powder white hand brush your golden skin
You turn your head to me,
Gray green eyes dancing with knowledge that neither of us wants to accept
My own crimson orb shining back at you hesitantly
You know what color I am, you always have
And even more so you know what color you can never be
And maybe that is why you're leaning down now,
Kissing me one last time with your pale lips,
And granting me my leave from your side.
A new canvas?
Maybe even a new color?
I can't tell exactly what you're letting me leave for
But I find that I can't move anyway
When it all comes down to it
I'll always be the crimson to your gray
Because even though your are indefinable
And can walk in shades of gray forever if you wish
I can't forget about you
I can't change what color I am
What colors I want painted on our canvas
. . .
. . .But maybe. . .
Just maybe you can change
Maybe you'll realize one day just how deep of a crimson I am
And maybe you'll learn to be happy with me
Hell. . .
Maybe you'll be definable one day
I creep closer to you,
Pulling the covers of our blanket tighter around us,
And feel your arm sliding over my waist,
Whispering my name in question
"Fuu?"
And I smile against your neck, because you, who always claimed to be
knowledgeable,
Know nothing about the color of my heart.
"Just sleep Seifer. I'll be here in the morning."