Arms like Cinnamon Sticks

by holographic

Kisses like snow, eyes the color of autumn rain and arms like cinnamon sticks--a fragile and easily broken fragrance. Poetry, one-shot; Twin-centric.

Arms like Cinnamon Sticks

or, that distance we both felt.

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i.

(when was the first time

we both felt this distance?

coming together into our palms,

we both knew it,

and we both felt that distance.)

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ii.

harsh words whispered into pounding ears,

children aren't listening anymore,

heat of the moment, covered skin,

moving with the sky ahead,

climbing the wall impossible to reach,

watching as they climb alone—

I stared and stared and stared

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—but their distance only grew.

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iii.

hits and misses, trying to force the love,

moving away from each other,

we can't live in our own world,

no more, not any longer—

walk away, my brother,

take her hand and leave this world.

I will stand and smile as you leave.

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iv.

isn't it impossible to feel,

when the snow numbs your heart?

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(kisses like snow, cold and dry)

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isn't it impossible to cry

when the water in your eyes is gone?

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(eyes the color of autumn rain)

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it's impossible to love

when your heart yearns for sin.

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(arms like cinnamon sticks,

fragile and easily broken fragrance.)

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v.

keep nothing, my brother,

Kaoru, how could you say that?

I love you, brother, believe me—

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move away, my brother,

go to her as she's calling,

believe me, Kaoru—

go to her, Hikaru, go, please—

Kaoru, I love you, Kaoru

believe me, believe me please

Kaoru I love you

iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.

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vi.

(that day you touched the sky,

I saw it, reflected inside you,

clouds and sky and freedom,

I watched from the ground—

I stared and stared and stared,

and we both felt that distance.)

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sinners, we are, those who love,

and receive love in return, like us,

full of indelible sin, writhing in pain,

love; all we ever did was love.

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why are we punished,

when all we did was love?

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(you swam away,

you climbed away—

leave this closed off world, Hikaru,

you, who I love so much,

please don't get caught here.

Please please please

pleasepleaseplease.)

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pure love, untainted love,

yet love as selfish as the wealthy,

common love, but rare love,

full of power but weak—

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we who did nothing by love,

we who are punished for what we've done,

we who love so intensely,

that Heaven tries to stop us.

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(you touched her hand,

took her fingertips, and I watched.

I stared and stared and stared,

never took my eyes from you,

her, my heart, your hands,

loving, close, intertwining,

heat, love, passion, kindness,

adoration, redemption—

saved from my fate,

my path of sin—

this distance has never felt so vast;

never has this distance been so lonely.)

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There's a poem/fic from the perspective of Kaoru, who is trying to get Hikaru to escape their closed off world before it's too late. (:

How was it? Any problems?

This was inspired by another fanfic, um.. I can't remember the title. It was something like, "If You Live Through This, blah blah blah". I can't remember. D: It was also a fanfic revolving around Kaoru, and his feelings for Hikaru as they grew apart. So, er, yeah. It was a KyouKao fic, though.

So, yuh.

See you all later.

labulabulabu.

twisted.