This is so different from my other pieces isn't it? The biggest
difference is that I know where I am going with this one. That makes me
quite happy. I have gotten better at writting alot in the last month or so
when I really started doing it.
I find no need to snuggle in the sumptuous black silken bed that is now mine. I have all the time in the world. I can do anything. If I wanted to sleep all day I could. If I wanted... Well if I wanted anything I could have it. I mean anything. But what does a person who could have anything in the world want? What do I want? This I do not know any more than I know the mind of my master lying besides me. Stoic as ever. You speak little. Then again you don't have to. I know what you want of me. It is not what any other person might want. You are so different. I love you dearly. Even though I sleep besides you we are not lovers when considering the flesh. It isn't needed. Our love is a mental love. It fills me with such a supernal delight. Like nothing in my life ever did you make me content.
We are so close yet so distant. You are a reticent man. I sit close to you and just hold your hand or lean on your shoulder and I am filled with content. It is as if I am under a spell. I do not believe this, but I can not deny that life goes by as a fuzzy stupor. I need to be by you always for you are my other half. Ever since I died in the eyes of the rest of the world you are all that I have had.
How could some one so desirable as you be so dark, master? It is such a soothing darkness. It frees the restraint of guilt and anguish and breaks the mental barrier that would lie betwixt any other two people. You are so special. It feels almost as if there is a telepathic link between us. My other half, indeed. You are still dark but it does not feel like evil. I hold no distaste for you. If I never saw your face again I feel I would die. Did you enchant me?
I run my hand through your magnificent thick hair which is the same shade of a raven's feather. Where am I? How did I happen here? What makes you need me so? You need me for the human compassion that you were lacking. Of this I am certain. Why were you so alone? Why are we so alone? There is no one else around. There is me. There is you. There is no one else. It is as if I had died and left Earth. Is this heaven? I don't think that I deserve to be in heaven. If this is hell then I would rather be no place else. You are all I need. How beautiful you are, my dark angel.
I slip out of the bed and groggily enter the spacious kitchen to prepare a meal. I never would need to cook since you could conjure all our meals but it delights me to surprise you. I am learning to love toying around in this chef's fantasy kitchen. I could make anything in here. I wonder what I should make. No need to rush anything. Eternity is waiting. That is what you have given me, is it not?
I settle for making ommletes and freshly sliced fruit among a few other things. I made the condiments from scratch because I could. I set up the plates in a very delicate artsy fashion by meticulously placing each peice of fruit in a fan shape encompassing the ommlete which had its toppings piled in it's center.
I find no need to snuggle in the sumptuous black silken bed that is now mine. I have all the time in the world. I can do anything. If I wanted to sleep all day I could. If I wanted... Well if I wanted anything I could have it. I mean anything. But what does a person who could have anything in the world want? What do I want? This I do not know any more than I know the mind of my master lying besides me. Stoic as ever. You speak little. Then again you don't have to. I know what you want of me. It is not what any other person might want. You are so different. I love you dearly. Even though I sleep besides you we are not lovers when considering the flesh. It isn't needed. Our love is a mental love. It fills me with such a supernal delight. Like nothing in my life ever did you make me content.
We are so close yet so distant. You are a reticent man. I sit close to you and just hold your hand or lean on your shoulder and I am filled with content. It is as if I am under a spell. I do not believe this, but I can not deny that life goes by as a fuzzy stupor. I need to be by you always for you are my other half. Ever since I died in the eyes of the rest of the world you are all that I have had.
How could some one so desirable as you be so dark, master? It is such a soothing darkness. It frees the restraint of guilt and anguish and breaks the mental barrier that would lie betwixt any other two people. You are so special. It feels almost as if there is a telepathic link between us. My other half, indeed. You are still dark but it does not feel like evil. I hold no distaste for you. If I never saw your face again I feel I would die. Did you enchant me?
I run my hand through your magnificent thick hair which is the same shade of a raven's feather. Where am I? How did I happen here? What makes you need me so? You need me for the human compassion that you were lacking. Of this I am certain. Why were you so alone? Why are we so alone? There is no one else around. There is me. There is you. There is no one else. It is as if I had died and left Earth. Is this heaven? I don't think that I deserve to be in heaven. If this is hell then I would rather be no place else. You are all I need. How beautiful you are, my dark angel.
I slip out of the bed and groggily enter the spacious kitchen to prepare a meal. I never would need to cook since you could conjure all our meals but it delights me to surprise you. I am learning to love toying around in this chef's fantasy kitchen. I could make anything in here. I wonder what I should make. No need to rush anything. Eternity is waiting. That is what you have given me, is it not?
I settle for making ommletes and freshly sliced fruit among a few other things. I made the condiments from scratch because I could. I set up the plates in a very delicate artsy fashion by meticulously placing each peice of fruit in a fan shape encompassing the ommlete which had its toppings piled in it's center.