I wiped the sunshine off of my face and shook the stars from my eyes.
Winter was slapping my cheeks.
You caressed me, so gently. I simpered while you swallowed your grief.
I swirled my fingers through the snow, searing flame columns.
The sky was a beautiful shade of mud and my cheeks were a ghastly rose.
After the lavender faded and the air melted you came to my aid once again.
The icy trail snaked under my shoes, a devious vixen.
You carried my starless hair with glistening fists.
Today was newer than yesterday, so I worshipped your shadow.
Your lips so close to mine, mist eddied around our vacant eyes.
A current in the stream, a horizon on the woods.
Lilacs frostier than these stranded memories.
Shadow saunters on my face.
Stop finding me, and I'll stop misplacing myself.
oooohhh....artsy. haha that was borderline nonsensical. anyway, i really haven't posted anything in a while... sorry, this probably isn't very satisfying to any IkeSoren fans. the words don't really take physical shape, so its hard to get a good feeling of the coupling. I don't expect anyone to understand this either? It's strange.