Current Residence: New York
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Personal Quote: I laid there knowing I was going to remember forever. I didn't think we'd end up like this.
TransparentHer concentration was broken. He was still with her, feeling her silky limbs against his back. He had work in an hour. She had a date with her boyfriend.Transparent by ~autumnsprites
But since when was love important?
The air was crystallized within the house. Her smallness scared him sometimes. But the wind pushed through the cracked window and blew the blankets, gently, from her grasp. She lay before him, naked, inside and out.
Boxes with pink ribbons of Prada and Dior lined her closet. He lavished his love in other ways.
And love is money for her, love is sex for her, and she turned over once more.
His fingers sift through the beads of her body, through the traces of life that she's endured. She's motionless, like a trapped animal, and in her eyes she's begging for something else.
She wanted passion but she got water. She wanted happiness but there was no bliss.
All she wanted was someone to hold her.
And now she ended up like this.
He left her in the bed and walked over to the shower, flooding himself with hot
AmaranthineI believe in a time when girls,Amaranthine by ~autumnsprites
With their frozen hair,
Could be rescued,
Saved from what might be.
Maybe this is something singular, something –
I long to be fragile, and, maybe then you'd search for me,
But I could never be that magical.
But love is magical. The glitter drops from the stars, as he watches her leave,
As the grass burns into the soft waves of dreams.
The waves lap onto the shores, feeling her lips against his neck, and the sun, streaming
Against the glassy blue horizon, does much to pull them apart.
Some things are unstoppable. But I could never face the fact that
There may not be a Prince Charming
These days. I want my knight –
I want rain, pale, lavender silk, spun around my fingers, weaving his heart in my hands.
I want life
Is that so hard to ask?
The fire of things unspoken threatens to burn me down…
I need something to hold onto.
And maybe not everyone is for everyone, but you and me and these, these words that start to break, why can't it be real? Why must we th
Not tonight, JosephineLike the saddest rainstormNot tonight, Josephine by ~autumnsprites
It's all so strange and wet
Like the saddest rainstorm
I can feel your hands again
This is the tree, these are the fields
Against my skin is the heat of ages
And the liquid diamonds skim the puddles
And all that's left soaks away
What is left to drain?
Only now I see the beauty
But not tonight, not tonight
It's coming soon
Not tonight, I have no time
But it will wash away so soon
So I unravel faster, dripping –
Coating down the cracked-blue sky
Cornflower silk, raw cherry-pink,
I see an everafter though I don't know why
Against the sun the flowers stain gold
And your hair in the snow is like frosting
I feel your warmth one more time
Down by the river stream icing
I feel the thorns through my skin
But I know in dreams I can't bleed
So I breathe and my graveyard disappears
From here you're haunting me
I'll sing you a song goodnight
And like the saddest rainstorm
It's dark and I'm alone
The meadow overflows
You'll never know the beauty of another spring flower