presages de printempsin the sparkle-sound of rainI hear your voiceas the day-crows returnbickeringto tangled nests
.Teach my mind to weavethrough your name, my fingers your frame, 'till dusk settles.
Reader X Male!Elsa (Hatred Can change) Ch.2Ellis's POV"Ellis!" I heard Andy's voice call me and i quickly set down the book i was reading and headed to where i heard Andy's voice. After a while, i saw Andy sitting on a bench with his girlfriend, Kristina.They we're talking to each other and giving a few kisses. Since, i don't want to upset my borther, i agreed on him having a girlfriend he just met. I shook my head with a smile and walked towards them.Soon, they saw me walk near them, Andy hugged me tightly while Kristina bowed to me a little. "Ellis~" Andy chimmed and i could feel myself needing air. "Andy! Calm down. Brother dying." I said and Andy lets me go."Sorry.." Andy said shyly and i ruffled his hair. He is so cute for an 18 year old boy. "So, why did you call me?" I asked then Andy smiled. He bends down and took a picnik basket. "We're gonna have picnik~" Andy grinned.I smiled. "Well, have fun." I replied before walking away but Andy held my arm. "Where are you going?" Andy asked. "Well, inside." I answered and A
Sensual Moon: Love Haiku1winter crescent moonacross my breasts—he calls me wisteria2clouds under the moon—his touchyielding winter pears3open-air marketselecting ripe persimmons—warm scent of last night4green shoots forcedfrom the gardener's manure—we linger, moon watching5in bathrobeson a moonlit garden pathtoo cold out to be tempted6 our astrological elementsmy air to his fire—a position forevery phase of the moon7tangent moon—the sounds he makesa night creature's song8after, my streaming hairand moonlightfor his head to rest upon9outstretched limbs,the low-slung moonalso in repose10moon tides penetrate—he's still with meat dawn's first light
Bill's spleenBills spleenI hold my face in two hands.Yes, Im crying.I hold my ugly face in two handsto keep my eyes closed.Two hands protecting,two hands preventing,two hands soothingmy soul from leaving me in anger.I hold my face in two hands,just in your two hands.
Dream of youI dream of youonly to wake upalone
Please add more wood to this fireI've come to grow warmthto bring a smile to you alllater it became more apparentthat this light is still too dimI leave you with a simple kiss