I do not own x men or Starbucks and Frappuchino's or the poem, thanks to
the poet who inspired this chapter, it would have never been done. If you
would like to add any kind of poem or song, yours personally or one you
think would fit with the flow, I wouldn't mind writing a chapter about it
and adding it to "Impossible Love" just leave it in the review or e-mail it
to me. There is so much more that can be written.
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Remembering Your Eyes A few months ago I look into the eyes of a total stranger and an enemy in the middle of the battle field... They where mesmerizing
But those eyes would look away. As days grew into weeks, how unique and so full of emotions...
But only when those eyes would not look away And now...
As weeks turned into months I did not look for those eyes
Because they look at me
It makes me feel weak Because I see the passion of your love
When I stare at those enchanting eyes...
Gothic- Rogue Lebue
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Rogue stared out the window of Starbucks drinking her second frappuchino and sadly thought over the pain in her life. She thought about the day she found out that Risty was really Mystique. The day she found out Scott and Jean had officially become a couple and the day that her powers overtook her very being.
She found few things in her life that had made her happy. The day that Kurt had called her his sister regardless of the lack of blood ties and the day that Cody had asked her to dance, regardless of it's disastrous end.
But while little seemed to make her happy now a days there was one thing that stood out and it was those lonely nights were she found herself in the arms of the one man who loved her.
They never said a word to each other, just embraced underneath the dark night. At first his eyes seemed to hypnotize her, she felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame. But now she only saw passion and something more, something much deeper.
Neither one of them said a word; their love was spoken through the silent wind.
Last night was the first time they touched. His fingers brushed her skin so lightly, that her skin did not react. She had looked into his eyes and saw in them a never ending promise he dared not speak aloud.
His eyes spoke for him; they shared his truths, just as they shared his lies. She saw in them all who he was. If she looked at them she saw a mysterious man, an air of mischief and deceitfulness, his face played along with whatever his eyes said.
But if she looked in them she saw depth, a man who had lived a life of pain and struggle. He battled so much in his life that he knew no peace and all this she knew just by looking into his eyes.
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Remembering Your Eyes A few months ago I look into the eyes of a total stranger and an enemy in the middle of the battle field... They where mesmerizing
But those eyes would look away. As days grew into weeks, how unique and so full of emotions...
But only when those eyes would not look away And now...
As weeks turned into months I did not look for those eyes
Because they look at me
It makes me feel weak Because I see the passion of your love
When I stare at those enchanting eyes...
Gothic- Rogue Lebue
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Rogue stared out the window of Starbucks drinking her second frappuchino and sadly thought over the pain in her life. She thought about the day she found out that Risty was really Mystique. The day she found out Scott and Jean had officially become a couple and the day that her powers overtook her very being.
She found few things in her life that had made her happy. The day that Kurt had called her his sister regardless of the lack of blood ties and the day that Cody had asked her to dance, regardless of it's disastrous end.
But while little seemed to make her happy now a days there was one thing that stood out and it was those lonely nights were she found herself in the arms of the one man who loved her.
They never said a word to each other, just embraced underneath the dark night. At first his eyes seemed to hypnotize her, she felt drawn to him like a moth to a flame. But now she only saw passion and something more, something much deeper.
Neither one of them said a word; their love was spoken through the silent wind.
Last night was the first time they touched. His fingers brushed her skin so lightly, that her skin did not react. She had looked into his eyes and saw in them a never ending promise he dared not speak aloud.
His eyes spoke for him; they shared his truths, just as they shared his lies. She saw in them all who he was. If she looked at them she saw a mysterious man, an air of mischief and deceitfulness, his face played along with whatever his eyes said.
But if she looked in them she saw depth, a man who had lived a life of pain and struggle. He battled so much in his life that he knew no peace and all this she knew just by looking into his eyes.
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