So Close, This Worshipper From Afar
I watch you face.
You're annoyed by my protests,
by the concerns that I can't help voicing.
I really can't help it, you know.
I'm so afraid of what will happen, if I don't.
I know nothing will happen, of course.
But I can't help it.
You now…
Have you any idea how much,
how much I admire you for being able to
break all the rules I live by
with nary a care in the world?
You just don't understand, do you,
that the recklessness you display is unheard of,
to us,
that your utter disregard of convention,
is sacrilege?
Oh, how I wish I had youor grace, your flair, your style!
Lead a revolution for me,
my rebel angel,
my knight of flames.
Like flames, you burn and dazzle indiscriminately,
savageing everything in your path,
spreading your fame wider as you go; legends borne on frightened fleeing doves.
And flee they do,
from your chaotic glory.
I don't know why;
I would rather let myself be consumed,
my ashes borne along by the wind of your passing.
Take my with you,
sweep me up,
a worshipping leaf caught in that whirlwind passion of yours.
Teach my this wildness,
my scarlet-eyed goddess.
I am your faithful disciple,
always and ever yours,
My Lina.
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Aiyaaa! Don't know how this came about; I don't like Filia or Lina… Maybe it was just out of a sense that there wasn't enough Filia yuri/shoujo-ai out there…
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Slayers, though it is on the list of my career ambitions. Don't sue me.
As always, flames will be used to roast marshmallows.