eins.
you were
the smoke pouring out of her mouth,
(misty coils of a vague filth,
dancing to noir jazz, fading with each note)
smudged lipstick on the side of of her mouth,
and the little streak that crawled to her tooth
when she bit her lip in a supposed wonder,
and her eyes threw a faint film over themselves,
(like an elegant lady wraps a silk shawl around herself in a light breeze)
zwei.
you had
the light feet of a dancer
whose calluses were hidden under tight shoes,
whose toes would arch like Nut over her children,
(and she or you would spin with the earth, holding her frame as if-
as if earth was something of mass, as if
i cant say for sure where we're headed by hater12, literature
Literature
i cant say for sure where we're headed
possess me, please,
and spread your wings
on my behalf
you know i cant
[wont]
on my own
because the gravel
against my knees
kills me every time
i cant handle
the crash and burn
that comes
with taking chances
or
the suffocation that
comes with every
crushed peach seed
i swallow, hoping
that someday i may
just stay asleep
are you listening?
your arms wont always
guide mine,
and sometimes
my feet fumble
when i dance alone,
stepping on my own toes
i just cant settle
to be that scar
on your back
forever holding you there.
Oh my word, it's been a long time since I've been on Deviantart! Its a tragedy! I'm surprise i still have any followers left...
But drum roll please...
*Drum Roll*
I AM BACK! Well going to be back, i'm working on my latest piece and hopefully that will be up soon.
It's been awhile since I've last been on dA, about 4 months I believe! However, year 12 is coming to the end and for a change I'm not drowning in assignments and so I once again return to my beloved dA!
Thanks to all the people who faved and decided to watch me over my period of absents! I greatly appreciate the support!
To my fellow followers, watch out over the next few days, I will be posting new stuff
much love to everyone,
Sarah xx
"I wasn't gone. I was alive in my own perfect world. But in my heart, I knew it wasn't perfect..."
The other day I watched a movie called 'The Lovely Bones' it is an amazing film. And I must say its one of my favorite movies. And it has got me thinking how something so simple could have such a powerful affect on oneself. But than its the simple things that make life so beautiful.
Sure we're surrounded by beauty everyday, in magazines and on tv but that isn't real beauty, that is what they want you to think is beauty. Beauty could be a colorful butterfly dancing in the sunlight or just something simple like the smile of someone you care abou