Note: Hi everyone! Here are the poems I decided to write about my favorite couples in the world! Okay, ONE of my favorite couples! ^_^ Hope you like! Summary: Quistis, Seifer, Zell and Selphie express their feelings for their significant other through poetry! Awww, how sweet! LOL! Sort of angsty tho! You can't tell who's with who in these poetries! ^_^; BEWARE OF AHEM.... LEMON....^_^ Close ur eyes kids!
Poetry In Motion
Poetry 1: Firey Passion
Like flames burning through her fingers,
it awakened the sparkling passion inside her.
She wanted to see it, touch it, believe that it was real.
Waves of emotions made her feel weak,
but she must be strong
For her.
For him.
Who was this man that forces her to feel this way?
Every time her eyes turned to him,
her eyes reflected the hunger she had for him.
Fire
She felt the fire
She was burning,
yet in a good way
The intense flame was definitely burning,
and she could feel it searing through her already firey skin.
Her fingers cut through his own skin,
scorching through his back.
He moaned and she clawed harder.
She looked up.
The Fire God, Ifrit was smiling down on her.
Fire.
A devil sent aura that boiled underneath the opposite side of heaven.
However, It was no hell for her.
Not for her.
Not when she felt the angels hovering above her, comforting her in a way no devil could.
Fire was the adoration.
Fire was the love.
Fire was the burning love they still hold out for each other.
It started the candle that resembles their tranquility and hopes for their relationship.
This type of passion was strong.
To her, they were clay
And fire molded them into who they have come to be
And it will continue to mold them until they dissindegrate into ashes.
No longer will it end-
the firey passion.
GoodGurl: You liked? Please r/r! Thanx! ^_^
Poetry In Motion
Poetry 1: Firey Passion
Like flames burning through her fingers,
it awakened the sparkling passion inside her.
She wanted to see it, touch it, believe that it was real.
Waves of emotions made her feel weak,
but she must be strong
For her.
For him.
Who was this man that forces her to feel this way?
Every time her eyes turned to him,
her eyes reflected the hunger she had for him.
Fire
She felt the fire
She was burning,
yet in a good way
The intense flame was definitely burning,
and she could feel it searing through her already firey skin.
Her fingers cut through his own skin,
scorching through his back.
He moaned and she clawed harder.
She looked up.
The Fire God, Ifrit was smiling down on her.
Fire.
A devil sent aura that boiled underneath the opposite side of heaven.
However, It was no hell for her.
Not for her.
Not when she felt the angels hovering above her, comforting her in a way no devil could.
Fire was the adoration.
Fire was the love.
Fire was the burning love they still hold out for each other.
It started the candle that resembles their tranquility and hopes for their relationship.
This type of passion was strong.
To her, they were clay
And fire molded them into who they have come to be
And it will continue to mold them until they dissindegrate into ashes.
No longer will it end-
the firey passion.
GoodGurl: You liked? Please r/r! Thanx! ^_^