Disclaimer: Sadly, I am not the owner of Firefly or any of her affiliations; I don't even own a freaking action figure with reference to Firefly. I give all credit to Joss Whedon. Please don't sue me. I am just some stupid/smart kid. I don't have any money
I was bored in Pre-Calculus, so I got to writing. I'm kind of half way in the pairing of Rayne. I tend to like making up my own characters to fill in with some lovings, but for my lack of talent in the informal writing business, I will write a bit of hopeful/logical fanon.
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Dancing
He moves over the whore
No thinking
No feeling
Fire burning up the bodies
He needs no one
He needs nothing
The whore desires a kiss
He refuses
He doesn't kiss anymore
Not on the lips
His body glides
Moving, graceful
Fire burns
Leaves a mark
It ends
The dance has ended
But just for the night
Leaving
Dancing
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R&R PLEASE!! I need it. I crave it. Give it to me!
Much love
Meghan/BR Scarlet/ Imp/ Whatever you want to call me
