Dark Poetry #3 |
Desert Storm |
MiseryDivine Member
since 2000-06-13
Posts 114Chicago! en america...oh lala! i wish i lived in England.....(sigh) |
*dedicated to my angel* Desert Storm* shhhh....picture this it's quiet we're together you're holding my hand sweaty palms beautiful eyes all alone you'd assume it'd be dark but it's not,the sun's roaring down upon us and the heat is seeping inside our skin and we stand upon the dry, burning sand with that look inspired by mad passion staring deeply into each others eyes in the middle of the Sahara you watch as my white dress flutters with the strong gusts of wind and you lay your hand gently upon the corner of my face and my eyes trail up towards your face and we fall ever so gracefully into each other's embrace the wrath of the desert takes its place the dust and the wind swirl around us removing our souls from within our bodies and twisting them into a bow-like formation dancing, hand in hand...we drift higher and higher like softened angels we are devoured into an ocean of everlasting love<3 MiSeRyDiViNe |
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Broken Member
since 2000-03-12
Posts 271The woods |
Your emotions you express very vividly in this one. Enjoyed it, sure did. ~Broken~ Oh God! Why the angels fall first? |
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