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A Passionate KissJust like a passionate kiss.
What's like a passionate kiss?
Yes, they capture me.
Yes, they seduce me.
I seduce you?
You want me?
I want you to want me.
And what if I do?
Then I am yours.
Just like that?
Because I love you?
What about me do you love?
Your passionate kisses.
Lying to myself
It's just like you
To write me out of life
Erase all your tender memories of me
Forget the last few years
Forget all your firsts
Just to forget about me
My fell and my body
Throw it all away
What a hole you'll be left with
Such a large gap in the road of your past
Am I such a pain?
Such an ache in your heart?
You said you wanted to have it all
Or nothing at all
You can never have me
So you are willing to dismiss me
What a child you've become
Calling out for me on lonely nights
Reaching back into your fragile memories
Searching for a nonexistent comfort
Now that you've come to realize
That no comfort will ever be found
You want me gone!
And that's just fine with me
For I've already gotten over you
Where the Living Dead ShopSlow and lazy
Tired and numb
The walking dead browse in and out
In and out
And all around
Like a ticking clock of death
Carrying in their boney hands
The drugs of life
The substance which they feed on
And shaking hands
Some are kind
And some don't care whether or not I smile
Yet nevertheless I must smile kindly
And speak in a loud sickly sweet voice
If I refuse these terms of play
I just might be eaten alive
By the horrid snake that controls this realm
A realm dedicated to severing the dead
As they bring their findings up to me
The reeking stench of rotting flesh overtakes my senses
And I force myself to crack a smile
As they start to throw at me their riches
I choke down my surprise at the vast amounts
Their hands are like ice against my living flesh
I shiver and force myself to speak
"You total "
"Your change "
"Would you like a bag ?"
"Thank you, come again!"
"Have a nice day!"
They glare at my all too lively chipper voice
Slowly they scurry out th
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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