These angsty characters aren't mine! I wish Draco was*Hides whips
and chains behind her back.*, but then we can't have everything we want
… Anyway! Hey, guess what people! My birthday's in *counts on fingers*
a few weeks! Yay! *Sweatdrops* *Sniff* I'm getting old….Oh! But that also
means I get to go to Ozzfest in a few weeks! Yay! Ah, but anyway, this
storie contains SLASH! Which means two people of the same sex going at
it like aphrodisiac induced pigs with rabies! Okay, so not always, but
don't ruin my dream! Ooooh, what a corrupted dream… hehe, but it's mine.
*Cheesy Grin*
Unique
By: Banance
July, 2001
Death has a unique smell. Shackled to the mortal
flesh, not unlike a sour perfume.
It's not use trying to hide it.
I smell it even through your collogue. It's a lingering
part of your scent, even your taste. Don't hide it, please?
I can breath it in when I'm against your baby-soft
skin. It's beautiful. It's you.
Yes, everyone has their own smell of death, but
I'm sure yours is the sweetest. It draws me in as if I was chained to you.
I smile at my analogy.
My nose catches your sweet fragrance of death,
and I seek your ruby lips.
Against mine they met, passion-filled. They embrace
and conquer. So saccharine. Like candy.
Every inch of flesh. Pink, delicate, delicious,
and forbidden for so long.
You wrap your beautiful aroma around me, and I
breathe it in. I taste it on you tender, white skin. I feel it in your
roaming fingers.
My fingers lift your glasses from your nose, and
uncover another side of you that, I hope, only I have ever known. Your
eyes run free through me and penetrate the depths of my tattered soul.
Harry, you know me more then I could hope to know
myself. I fear I could never know you the same way.
Our eyes meet, your stripping ever barrier that
mine have ever made. They pick through my emotions, violate my ever senses.
I embrace them, knowing that they have seen every memory, every secret,
but still have no fear.
So many people have tried to earn my trust, but
you've held it for so long.
It took what seems like an eternity, but here we
are, together. I want nothing more then to drown in your green eyes, even
has I sink into you.
Your eyes hold my fragile soul for all eternity.
"I love you, Draco." Your precious red lips find
mine again, seeking and devouring.
Passionate, gentle, and just for me.
We part in most sorrow, but we can't stay away
for long. I promise that to you.
A promise for your silken flesh and sugary perfumed
death tantalizes my need. So I leave you with a lingering kiss, and desperate
words.
"I love you too." We don't have to say it aloud,
I see it in your brilliant eyes. They're so soft and serene, just like
you.
Collapsing in my bed I pull the curtains closed,
your unique perfume still surrounding me.
I can't help but think. Your scent of death grows
stronger each day.
Laying in bed surrounded by you, if only memories,
I cry.
~ End ~
