Darkness, can you end it?
Can you feel the pain?
Can you feel the heat beat
that’ll never be the same?
Daylight, can you stop it?
Can you turn it back?
Can you stop the light
to cover up the tracks?
Shadows, can you feel their eyes?
Can you feel their stares
Always someone watching
But never someone there
Twilight, is it coming?
Will it end the fight?
If I overcome it
Will it still be right?
**********
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
I've lost my mind...have you seen it?
Make Me
Make me want you
like you did before
Remind me of the times
that were never unsure
Make me need you
Remind me of the pain
That you chased away
And the happiness you'd bring
Make me feel
Like I am truly there
My heart is so empty
And I am feeling only air
Rescue me from sorrow
And dam the river of tears
that I cry each day I wake
and find you are not here
Make my torment cease
and end my nightmares
If only you'd return to me
but you are never there
Make me pay the price
for betrayal is so steep
I'd turn the page one last time
If my secrets would only keep
**********
And yet ANOTHER story I still haven't finished :P
Teleina's drink
She sat in the back corner of the crowded bar, watching him watch her. They had been locked like this for some time now. A strange power crackled in the space between them.
The vampiress took another sip of her wine, more for show than intoxication. She took stock of the man eyeing her. Easily six feet tall, his long black hair gathered back into a ponytail that showed ofchiseledsled face. Muscles could be seen through the fitted gray shirt he wore. And those eyes...steel blue eyes that seemed to call to her, penetrate through her. Yes, Teleina thought, dinner would be good tonight.
"Miss?"
The waitress sidtracked her from her musings. "The gentleman over there sends this to you, " she said, indicating the man Teleina had been studying.
Teleina accecpted the glass, raising it in his directions with a smile. She knew the routine, he ould come over, ask for her number, or if he was brave, he would "suggest" they go somewhere to be alone. That was her favorite suggestiosn. There was nothing she hated more than a chatty dinner date. She adjusted the low cut top she wore and waited for his next move
She didn't wait long.
"Mind if I join you?" The deep smoothness in his voice almost startled her. She leaned back and gestured to the seat beside her. "By all means."
Through the small talk, she learned that his name was James, and that he had recently moved here from Georgia. Due to his short amount of time in Kentucky, he had yet to make any close friends, and he had no family that would miss him.
Good, she thought, I don't have to hide the leftovers. At the same time, she slid over next to him, a great portion of her legs revealed by the skirt she wore. To make sure he would get an eyeful of the temptation at hand, as she slid over, she ensured the skirt came up far enought to reveal the lacy tops of her thigh high stockings.
"That's such a shame," she said with faked sympathy. "You must be lonely here all by yourself." Alright....so that wablatanttent pick up line, but Teleina liked to use the old classics, and that stillitll worked.
Giving her a look that clearly showed his intent, he pressed his thigh against hers, and said in a low voice, "Somehow, I don't think I'll be all that lonely tonight."
The look in his eyes, and the feel of his muscled thigh against hers raised a carnal desire int her that she had felt in a long time. The pure lust for companionship, for sex, drowned out the hunger for blood...........
Make me want you
like you did before
Remind me of the times
that were never unsure
Make me need you
Remind me of the pain
That you chased away
And the happiness you'd bring
Make me feel
Like I am truly there
My heart is so empty
And I am feeling only air
Rescue me from sorrow
And dam the river of tears
that I cry each day I wake
and find you are not here
Make my torment cease
and end my nightmares
If only you'd return to me
but you are never there
Make me pay the price
for betrayal is so steep
I'd turn the page one last time
If my secrets would only keep
**********
And yet ANOTHER story I still haven't finished :P
Teleina's drink
She sat in the back corner of the crowded bar, watching him watch her. They had been locked like this for some time now. A strange power crackled in the space between them.
The vampiress took another sip of her wine, more for show than intoxication. She took stock of the man eyeing her. Easily six feet tall, his long black hair gathered back into a ponytail that showed ofchiseledsled face. Muscles could be seen through the fitted gray shirt he wore. And those eyes...steel blue eyes that seemed to call to her, penetrate through her. Yes, Teleina thought, dinner would be good tonight.
"Miss?"
The waitress sidtracked her from her musings. "The gentleman over there sends this to you, " she said, indicating the man Teleina had been studying.
Teleina accecpted the glass, raising it in his directions with a smile. She knew the routine, he ould come over, ask for her number, or if he was brave, he would "suggest" they go somewhere to be alone. That was her favorite suggestiosn. There was nothing she hated more than a chatty dinner date. She adjusted the low cut top she wore and waited for his next move
She didn't wait long.
"Mind if I join you?" The deep smoothness in his voice almost startled her. She leaned back and gestured to the seat beside her. "By all means."
Through the small talk, she learned that his name was James, and that he had recently moved here from Georgia. Due to his short amount of time in Kentucky, he had yet to make any close friends, and he had no family that would miss him.
Good, she thought, I don't have to hide the leftovers. At the same time, she slid over next to him, a great portion of her legs revealed by the skirt she wore. To make sure he would get an eyeful of the temptation at hand, as she slid over, she ensured the skirt came up far enought to reveal the lacy tops of her thigh high stockings.
"That's such a shame," she said with faked sympathy. "You must be lonely here all by yourself." Alright....so that wablatanttent pick up line, but Teleina liked to use the old classics, and that stillitll worked.
Giving her a look that clearly showed his intent, he pressed his thigh against hers, and said in a low voice, "Somehow, I don't think I'll be all that lonely tonight."
The look in his eyes, and the feel of his muscled thigh against hers raised a carnal desire int her that she had felt in a long time. The pure lust for companionship, for sex, drowned out the hunger for blood...........
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Unfinished Business
A couple of stories that I've started over the years....and never bothered to finish. They're still good reading for me from time to time though, lol
Eulogy of a Witch
Hell my witch, myl ovely south witch. They have ripped my love from my heart, they have ripped my heart to ribbons that bleed red in anxiety. My lovely witch, called away to your gods, may you finally find a resting placed where the winds of hope are not blown away by the gale of despair. My the tide waters of the west be kind to you as Mother Earth protects you in her heart. May the fire of the sky be called to destroy the one who destroyed you, and still is, even now. My south witch , your circle is nevermore. It cannot exist without the anchor in the south direction. The memory of my lovely south witch shall remain evermore in my mind, the vision evermore in my eyes, and the soul evermore in my heart. My lovely witch, without a hateful bone in your body, how can an action so gross be upon you head? My lovely witch, you will ever be in my mind, and I will ever act to avenge your death.
Teleina Asaria Setemyr, de Lupine
North Witch upon the death of her South Witch
Lamentations
The thunderstorm outweighed the cry of the lonely mourner. She looked up to the dark sky with hatred filling her eyes. Thin red welts appeared in her hands where the fingers clenched tightly against the soft palm. "Murders, all of you! Murders!" she cried out to the heavens. As if the answer, a flash of lightening appeared, seemingly from nowhere, to rest at the foot of the coffin. Breaking her silent stare with the invisible forces, she returns her gaze to the grave. A long thin cross was scored across the top of the coffin. A mockery completed by the religious lunatics. She knew that inside the shell was dressed in white, its' hands clasped in an unspoken prayer, yet another mockery, meant for degregation long after death. With a a lonely, solitary sigh, she lifed the lid to gaze at the sight, her suspicions confirmed. Kneeling beside the coffin, she prayed one last time to the god of hers ath long since failed her. Then, as the first rays of sun strayed over the horizon, she soul of the dead rose from her prayer and slipped away from her empty shell..........
Eulogy of a Witch
Hell my witch, myl ovely south witch. They have ripped my love from my heart, they have ripped my heart to ribbons that bleed red in anxiety. My lovely witch, called away to your gods, may you finally find a resting placed where the winds of hope are not blown away by the gale of despair. My the tide waters of the west be kind to you as Mother Earth protects you in her heart. May the fire of the sky be called to destroy the one who destroyed you, and still is, even now. My south witch , your circle is nevermore. It cannot exist without the anchor in the south direction. The memory of my lovely south witch shall remain evermore in my mind, the vision evermore in my eyes, and the soul evermore in my heart. My lovely witch, without a hateful bone in your body, how can an action so gross be upon you head? My lovely witch, you will ever be in my mind, and I will ever act to avenge your death.
Teleina Asaria Setemyr, de Lupine
North Witch upon the death of her South Witch
Lamentations
The thunderstorm outweighed the cry of the lonely mourner. She looked up to the dark sky with hatred filling her eyes. Thin red welts appeared in her hands where the fingers clenched tightly against the soft palm. "Murders, all of you! Murders!" she cried out to the heavens. As if the answer, a flash of lightening appeared, seemingly from nowhere, to rest at the foot of the coffin. Breaking her silent stare with the invisible forces, she returns her gaze to the grave. A long thin cross was scored across the top of the coffin. A mockery completed by the religious lunatics. She knew that inside the shell was dressed in white, its' hands clasped in an unspoken prayer, yet another mockery, meant for degregation long after death. With a a lonely, solitary sigh, she lifed the lid to gaze at the sight, her suspicions confirmed. Kneeling beside the coffin, she prayed one last time to the god of hers ath long since failed her. Then, as the first rays of sun strayed over the horizon, she soul of the dead rose from her prayer and slipped away from her empty shell..........
Monday, September 05, 2005
Something to keep ya'll going
Sorry it's just one poem....lot's of RL things going on. I'll try to get writing more soon
Joys
What will it be at the end of the day
when you no longer require
my thoughts, advice, my hopes and dreams
And you become what you aspire?
Will the tears throughout your life
be enough momentum for you?
Will all the worries that I succored
be enough to see you through?
Did I accomplish the task set forth
to raise a conscious child?
Careful of evils surrounding you
Avoiding the world’s beguiles ?
My job not yet even half done
But the worries will never cease
About the life I breathed into you
And the unreachable peace
My darling sons, I leave this here
I pray you eventually discover
The tears I shed were not for loss
But joys of a mother
**********
Joys
What will it be at the end of the day
when you no longer require
my thoughts, advice, my hopes and dreams
And you become what you aspire?
Will the tears throughout your life
be enough momentum for you?
Will all the worries that I succored
be enough to see you through?
Did I accomplish the task set forth
to raise a conscious child?
Careful of evils surrounding you
Avoiding the world’s beguiles ?
My job not yet even half done
But the worries will never cease
About the life I breathed into you
And the unreachable peace
My darling sons, I leave this here
I pray you eventually discover
The tears I shed were not for loss
But joys of a mother
**********
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