A/N:
THIS IS A REPOST, AS IT WAS **REMOVED WRONGFULLY** FROM FF.NET FOR "ADULT CONTENT." TO MAKE THIS CLEAR, THERE IS NO SEXUAL CONTENT IMPLIED IN THIS POEM, AND IF YOU THINK THERE IS, TAKE A LOOK AT THE INTERPRETATION, MENTIONED BELOW.
Well, I have received a challenge from a friend to do what I have never done. Write a poem. I love to write and use symbolism, but my literal poetic talent is unexplored. Heck, I don't even know if it's there. Here, though, is an attempt at poetry to satiate my friend's need to see me write a poem. I thought it turned out okay. INTERPRETATION AT THE BOTTOM.
WARNING: Kinda dark, sinister. Not a happy fic.
Disclaimer: Oh yes. I own the Kenshin-gumi and all related works. Let me tell you. rolls eyes
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"Permanent Ecstacy"
Ebony locks flowing
Frame her beautiful face
Pale skin
Cold silk to the touch
Her rosy lips I trace.
Lithe curves I'm holding
So sweet they are to me
Her eyes
Like sapphires closed in
Permanent ecstacy.
Her innocent spirit
Has already flown free
Heaven
Is her residence
So far away from me.
I told her she couldn't
Couldn't tame him that's my
Myself
The cruel hitokiri
Bloodthirsty Battousai.
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A/N: Kind of depressing, huh? Well, below is kind of an explanation of the poem in everyday words. Very blunt, literal. Just basically saying what the poem was about for those of you who don't understand it. Keep in mind that the following is my interpretation and my interpretation only. Just because I wrote it doesn't mean it has only one meaning. Maybe you could think of one.
INTERPRETATION:
Kenshin is holding the body of Kaoru. She is dead. (*pale* skin, *cold* silk, her spirit has *flown free*, *heaven* is her residence)
An implication of him killing her is him once again deeming his unworthiness (*heaven* is her residence *so far away from me*, *couldn't tame him* that's *myself*, *bloodythirsty battousai*)
Also, a reader brought it to my attention that the woman mentioned could be Tomoe, if you wanted to place this in that timeframe.
Does it make sense? Think about it. Hmm...I bet your comments could REALLY help me. Too bad I can't read your mind.
OH! I have a solution! How about leaving a review? Or even send me an email? ^_^ I would be much obliged to receive any help possible, especially from you experienced poets. No flames please.
Muse