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    dots Submission Name: The Doorway To Realitydots

    Author: SanctityExposed
    ASL Info:    25
    Elite Ratio:    3.98 - 48/66/40
    Words: 319
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       A tale of love, loss, passion, lust, sadness and creation. For you with the second paddle for our boat.

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    dotsThe Doorway To Realitydots

    Eluded dreams and frightened reality kept me from thinking the one thought I always wanted to. "What if?"

    Alcohol confidence, submissive inhibition and drowsy passion brought us to the summit of greater peace.

    My best friend, my other oar, my boated shipmate. How tender your lips were, how saddened your eyes are.

    "No crying."

    "I'm not."

    You lied to push me from your inner collapse, to keep me from feeling bad. To save your soul.

    Only days have passed and yet I am torn. I am a page from a book that has glided into hands of callous lust, romance, desperation...dreaming.

    How I wanted to save you, how I longed to take you from the realm of such deprivation you were drowning in.

    The muted hues of emerald and gold wrapped me in a somber embrace, one of silence and solace. Oh how I wish I could tame that demon inside you.

    And here I write, write of times and trials...humor and sadness. We cried, we laughed, we comforted. Lust and rage, anger and depression.

    You are the coin on fire, resting in my palm of shallow water, bubbles radiate from your searing touch.

    "Think logically."

    How is it possible to think in such a manner, when logic is completely inapplicable in methods of the heart?

    We repel, join, flit and fly.

    We repel



    And fly...

    Loving the lion that rests at the waters' edge.

    The wind through the husk-colored sheaths the only sign of awareness.

    I am here

    though I am not

    Wisps of sand among an azure sky

    The lion raises his head to yield

    Closing wizened eyes to dream

    Warmth, peace, curiosity, confusion

    We flit

    and we fly

    To join

    and repel

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      ... Helen...

    Er, writer's stand point... amazing...
    | Posted on 2009-10-13 00:00:00 | by Flynn | [ Reply to This ]

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