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ScarsSlender are the scars that bind,
That haunt my body and fragile mind.
They keep me here in this odd place,
And remind me that I fell from grace.
No matter who I choose to be,
They will always be a part of me.
I would be quite lost.
I need them,
Never mind the cost.
If only I knew what they were for,
And didn't endlessly thirst for more.
Scars so slender,
And so pale,
Raised on skin,
You never fail
To excite my darker dreams.
All I need is found within,
And placed upon unoffending skin.
A part of me they shall always stay,
Until my flesh has gone away.
Scars so pretty,
Let me see
Who I was and shall be.
Every single tomorrowSo many words describe
how I really feel
yet not words say it right
and make it seem as real
as it seems to me
because no matter what I say
I can't describe the rush
that comes my way
when I feel your touch
and my stomach flips
then there's that feeling I get
when I can feel your lips
as they part against mine
and my heart beat skips
quite a few times
as my conciousness dips
from the feeling of happiness
that only you can bring
and it my world
it's for you that the birds sing
because you are the reason
that I get up every day
and in and out of each season
I wouldn't want it any other way
so no matter how much time passes
I'll want to be with you everyday
lying down on green grasses
wasting our time away
with fingers intertwined
and lips brushing
a soft touch of your neck
and I can feel your heart rushing
though it seems to me
that no words can explain
the compexity of our emotions
that will forever remain
so I will tell you here
to hold back your tears
because no matter what you think
'metaphorically speaking'you're tumbling with me through a sea of cloth
and our bodies are waves crashing into one another.
lips crushing together, our waists whisper their longings.
tracing your collarbones with kisses,
i giggle, you shiver, you smile.
you're atop a forest and i'm down in the valleys.
grasping the arch of my back, your fingers like torches,
i shiver, you giggle, we moan.
i'm tumbling with you through a field of skin
and our bodies are blades of grass slightly licking each other
when the wind blows over and through us.
Of Snake Charmers and TreesThere are mathematicians
that calculate the gravitational
pull that tethers us to one another,
teasing sense out of the fabric
of Time and Space like
wizened snake charmers.
I thought them so horribly
unromantic, searching for
logic amidst wildflowers--
reasoning being reason enough
to put one foot in front
of the other each day.
True beauty lay printed
on petals and pages,
where I delved for pearls;
the patterns in the pathos
intriguing me into each
rising of the sun.
I do not remember when
it occurred to me that
without fractals there would
be no trees, nor without love
would people have any reason
to calculate the distances that
separate them from their muses.
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