I decided, to L with the sonnet and rap, and in with my bread 'n buttah: free verse!-for Sonic. I do think I can express him better with this.
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The Blue And The Pink
Chapter 2:
Blue Monday in Blue Heaven
I can't wake up.
I'm…still…sleeping.
It must be from the chili dogs I ate last night,
Or maybe it was the melloyellojello shot I had afterwards,
I can't remember.
But what I do know is, I look at the
picture on the table next to the bed,
And I still wonder, damn!
How did I elope with you
That night?
I'm only 16, you're only 14.
We're only kids.
But we are kids that have come
Of age. Isn't that right?
Is this what you want, Amy?
A trusted husband, who wears shoes
That were made for rail-grinding,
A hairdo that can rip through metal,
And a blue attitude, made for speed,
And for intelligent, yet diligent optimism?
Time still doesn't wait for me.
But whenever I see you,
That radiant face,
That gorgeous red miniskirt,
That invigorated, appealing-to-all-men attitude,
I feel inclined to not go my own way.
I feel inclined to not speed up and hurry.
I feel like I need
To settle
Down.
And I can't take it.
But I always get this feeling,
This drive,
This emotion that I get
When I am around you.
I feel like New Year's Eve in Hong Kong, Tokyo,
Las Vegas, London, New York, Sydney, Los Angeles,
And everywhere around the world combined
When I am around you.
It's so strange.
How is it, that throughout every danger,
Through the times in Little Planet,
Through the times when you raced me, Cyclone vs. Convertible,
Through the times that you escaped Zero
and freed the Flickies from their robotic shells
And made them love each other again in heaven,
Those were the times when I actually cried,
The times when that part of me,
The part of me that wanted someone,
The part of me that felt needed,
The part of me that wanted you.
And I still feel that now.
It doesn't seem scary,
When it's just you and me,
Walking through the neon lights of Tokyo,
And then, making love under the
Christmas lights and mistletoe amok,
Where dreams become reality,
And being single is only a memory.
It just doesn't seem scary.
It will never be.
I will always be there for you.
If I can't do it alone
(which is surprisingly a gold speck
among the sand)
I'll let you be my shoulder to cry on
Whenever something goes wrong
Between us.
And I don't know when that will happen,
If ever.
I am strong-willed,
Not a little blue kid
That needs protection.
But, whenever you are with me,
Or near me, or whenever you come into my mind,
I am your sweetest honey for all eternity,
So the old love song goes.
I'll never let you go.
Even if hell breaks loose,
And blue heaven cries while falling down
From eternity,
I'll still hold you, hug you like
a little baby as you sleep.
We'll live together,
We'll love together,
We'll dream together,
We'll die together.
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End Chapter 2
More to come, I promise ya…click, click, BOOM!
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The Blue And The Pink
Chapter 2:
Blue Monday in Blue Heaven
I can't wake up.
I'm…still…sleeping.
It must be from the chili dogs I ate last night,
Or maybe it was the melloyellojello shot I had afterwards,
I can't remember.
But what I do know is, I look at the
picture on the table next to the bed,
And I still wonder, damn!
How did I elope with you
That night?
I'm only 16, you're only 14.
We're only kids.
But we are kids that have come
Of age. Isn't that right?
Is this what you want, Amy?
A trusted husband, who wears shoes
That were made for rail-grinding,
A hairdo that can rip through metal,
And a blue attitude, made for speed,
And for intelligent, yet diligent optimism?
Time still doesn't wait for me.
But whenever I see you,
That radiant face,
That gorgeous red miniskirt,
That invigorated, appealing-to-all-men attitude,
I feel inclined to not go my own way.
I feel inclined to not speed up and hurry.
I feel like I need
To settle
Down.
And I can't take it.
But I always get this feeling,
This drive,
This emotion that I get
When I am around you.
I feel like New Year's Eve in Hong Kong, Tokyo,
Las Vegas, London, New York, Sydney, Los Angeles,
And everywhere around the world combined
When I am around you.
It's so strange.
How is it, that throughout every danger,
Through the times in Little Planet,
Through the times when you raced me, Cyclone vs. Convertible,
Through the times that you escaped Zero
and freed the Flickies from their robotic shells
And made them love each other again in heaven,
Those were the times when I actually cried,
The times when that part of me,
The part of me that wanted someone,
The part of me that felt needed,
The part of me that wanted you.
And I still feel that now.
It doesn't seem scary,
When it's just you and me,
Walking through the neon lights of Tokyo,
And then, making love under the
Christmas lights and mistletoe amok,
Where dreams become reality,
And being single is only a memory.
It just doesn't seem scary.
It will never be.
I will always be there for you.
If I can't do it alone
(which is surprisingly a gold speck
among the sand)
I'll let you be my shoulder to cry on
Whenever something goes wrong
Between us.
And I don't know when that will happen,
If ever.
I am strong-willed,
Not a little blue kid
That needs protection.
But, whenever you are with me,
Or near me, or whenever you come into my mind,
I am your sweetest honey for all eternity,
So the old love song goes.
I'll never let you go.
Even if hell breaks loose,
And blue heaven cries while falling down
From eternity,
I'll still hold you, hug you like
a little baby as you sleep.
We'll live together,
We'll love together,
We'll dream together,
We'll die together.
***********************
End Chapter 2
More to come, I promise ya…click, click, BOOM!