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Forgive Me? It's a Sonnet.I only want to collapse in your arms; stay in your bed until the end of time. Screw the world, we will dance without alarm, but is loving your really such a crime? Did you know I picked you out of the crowd? An accident, promise, but had to look away. So tell me now: Is it allowed to say three words or am I a heart's crook? The night stays only ours; the day belongs to the sun. When it shines, you are far gone. Sorrow it then brings, for it's we it wrongs with brightened rays. We must hide from the dawn. To the shadows the sun should be tight bound, in hopes that loForgive Me? It's a Sonnet.
by ~MeekoMinx
Not A One Night StandHe promised her.Not A One Night Stand
It was getting cold. The water snaking down the woman’s skin began a deliberate attempt to freeze her ‘til she was blue. The once hot spring was shifting into a crystallized mess insisting on chiseling her scalp away in order to tumble down the bend neck and shatter on the floor. Hunched over, the battered woman could have passed for death herself: the bearer of bad news and all else in between. She leaned back, the soaked mop drowning her flushed face. Well, at least it smelled like an angel’s. The slight movement back had exposed her to the ice’s rambunctious ra
by ~MeekoMinx
Trance Makes Me Feel...Cause:Trance Makes Me Feel...
Trance makes me feel many things.
Firstly, it makes me feel like all is right in the world. Like nothing could go wrong. It makes me feel like... Everything is beautiful. Like I have a chance with whatever I put my mind to.
Then it also makes me feel like I'm lying on my back in soft grass - none of that itchy stuff - watching the stars above me. And in the sky there's brilliant neon lights swirling around just trying to impress me. But it doesn't have to be grass... It could be sand at the beach at night... It's beautiful. Like... I can breathe with no one standing over me to make sure I do thing
by ~MeekoMinx
Let's FlyAs a child I was convinced I was a fairy tale princess with a magical prince who would come to save me from my horrid mother. I was secretly of royal blood; I was so sure of it. All I had to do was wait for someone to treat me like a slave and WAH-BAM! Instant Prince Rescue. Now I blame this on the fact I watched too many Disney movies at a young, moldable age. I call it the Disney Syndrome.Let's Fly
Well, anyway, it never happened. Besides, when I was a child my mother wasn’t all too bad. She didn’t die in childbirth and she didn’t treat me how Cinderella was treated by her step-mother. Not that it really matters any
by ~MeekoMinx
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