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ami ou ennemi?Tu es tombé de haut
J'en ai perdu mes mots
Car en dernier recours
Tu as trouvé secours
En cette substance maléfique
Qui te semble si bénéfique
Mais moi je sais
Que ce qui te procure la paix
Continue de te détruire
C'est pour ça qu'il te faut fuir
Seulement pourrais-je t'aider?
Comme tu l'as si bien fais?
Car c'est grâce à toi
Que je suis encore là
If an angel hears meIf there is an angel near me, I pray to remember me, and I know it will, at see my love for you.
Although I also know... that between me and her, the sky only have dark clouds...
I will pray, I will seek, I swear, I will find it, even if I had to look in a million stars.
In this dark life, absurd without you ... I feel you've become the center and the end of my universe...
If love have any limit, I would cross it for her, and in the vast emptiness of my nights, I feel you, and I will love you ... like I could love you for the first time, when a kiss was a whole lifetime...
Feeling like I lost all my mind... for you.
I understand that your kisses must never be mine, I realize that I will never see my reflection in your eyes. But despite that ... my heart ... instead of love you less, loves you even more.
The two is just one single soul: The scent of her hair, the murmur of her silence...
Her smile like a sweet tale... the sweet honey I tasted on your lips.
I thought you and thought you
Young LoveI was so young
when I first heard
the beats of my heart
pulse lightly upon my ribcage
My toothpick bones,
to the powerful palpitations
And I was still young
when I heard again
the throbs of my heart
pound forcefully upon my ribcage
My metal bar bones,
to the butterfly-wing beats
So you better hurry, boy
as my ribs are becoming
thick as steel
and you’ll soon need a metal cutter
to reach my heart
(And I don’t want to become damaged in the process of being loved).
from the back of my throat, i promisethe world is made of talking trees and cloudy water,
and the way you look at me
i'm no artist but i think i've painted your voice at the base of my neck
it's not something you can come back from
and tomorrow won't be a victory any more than it will be a loss
These Bones (I'm in Suicide With You)we're lost without words
in the ache of the brightness.
these bones are old
we are lost--
i'm lost without you.
(but i haven't a clue what you do with me.)
these bones aren't gold,
so what's worthwhile
about them to you?
we are carbon
blood, blood, flowing blood
that clots in cuts
and runs rivers in veins
and stains, how it stains,
carpet and floor and hands
i'd be more
than all the good
i do for you.
i'd be lost without you
but you don't need me
and i'm in suicide with you
for too many reasons
and too many times.
but my only question--
is my love
even if i lie?
What Shall He Be?Oh what shall he be - the one to steal my heart?
Many a man is there in this vast world,
But what sort should I desire?
My sisters have oft said to see him in my thoughts.
To know him there and appease my dreams.
I am slow to act, for what reality could compare to a woman's dream?
But, alas, I do believe
That even I find myself dreaming of him now and again.
And so you ask, what sort of man is he?
Well listen close, for here I shall tell of what sort he would be:
He should be tall and graceful, elegant and fair;
With sweet golden locks of his curly hair.
And have blue eyes that sparkle in the light
Of the sun, bright, as does his smile shine.
His tender words and gentle touch
Would so sooth my heart and troubled mind.
His strong arms would hold me fast in the darkest nights
And chase away my fears 'til dawn.
His sweet lips would kiss me tenderly, lovingly just so.
He would have a heart of pure gold, and be loyal and good.
And looking into his eyes, he would see my soul
And I, giving my
how to love a girl who can't love herself.get lost under the sun, then
fight the break of dawn.
i am nothing in the dark,
so show me
walk with me,
to the secret place
where i met you
(those turquoise city dreams)
when the sun goes down,
when the moon shines,
(girl of the ocean, let's go
somewhere only we know.)
please, i beg you.
winter me gently, because the earth laughs in flowers, and
red red roses, they're so beautifully
I won't forgetI will always remember
you quietly waiting in the corridors
and opening doors for me to pass through
you drifting in and out of office spaces
and as we walked with matching paces
your smile would quietly etch itself into my memories
of what we were when we were not together.
I will always remember the feelings I wanted to forget
as I walked the limits of darkness every night,
my loneliness like a silhouette
that knew no respite
from the resounding cries
of the kookaburras in the trees
weeping for the heart that wanted to be free
to be with the you
who could not be with me.
I will always remember the voice inside my head
uttering a love that could not be said
across the oceans and the miles
that stretched like a chasm before us
but it was never a distance we did not surmount--
each night a transgression of space and time,
a compression of our imaginations and our minds.
I will never forget these slivers of a past
that used to haunt us with the pain of our non-existence
in a reality we'd
TnM- del odio al amor solo hay un pasoTnM- del odio al amor solo hay un paso
Fred: Thomas porque quieres enamora a mi prima
Thomas: Fred la amo aún ella no me conozca yo la amo
Fred: bueno Thomas solo te aviso no la hagas daño por favor
Thomas: no te preocupes no la haré daño nunca
Un Romance o más o menos...
Marie: me puedes dejar de seguir por favor
Thomas: no hasta que admites que estás enamorada de mi
Marie: eso nunca
Jazz: pero Marie porque no te acercas a él no es malo
Marie: eso parece pero después te rompe el corazón
Jazz: Marie solo porque te rompieron el corazón dos veces no signifique que todo son así
Marie: no es verdad a mi primero me ilusionaron después me rompieron el corazón después me engañaron
Marie: porque me hace esto todos *con lagrimas en los ojos*
Marie: Lucas mi amor y que hacemos hoy?
Lucas: Marie necesitamos hablar
Marie: de que amor
Lucas: creo que tene
Rocky Mountain Love Poem
It's by far the hardest thing I've ever done
to be so in love with you and so alone...
welcome to my morning
welcome to my day
life in the city can make you crazy
can't see the sun for the smog
but if I had a wish that I could give you
I'd make a wish for sunshine all the while
lady, are you crying, do the tears belong to me
please, close your eyes and rest your weary mind
I promise, I will stay right here beside you
we'll talk of poems, prayers, and promises...
things that we believe in
together we'll reach for the heavens, and hope for the future
I tell you now, I've seen it raining fire in the sky
yet fear not, my love, I'll walk in the rain by your side
I'll cling to the warmth of your hand
I'll sing you the songs of the rainbow
sorry, love, that I must leave you once again
I'm searching for answers to questions unknown
kiss me and smile for me
tell me that you'll wait for me
hold me like you'll never let me go
you fill up my senses, dear one
and though I must leave f
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