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frostbittenmy fragmented bones are
chipping away and you stutter
that it wasn’t your fault
and i'm wondering if the
crystal frost on your eyelids has plagued
if the warm beating of your pulse has
disintegrated into the moon's
eternal curse of never letting
Just wanted you to knowTo me you are the most amazing thing, like the sun!
You shine so bright and you never dim until you go down.
You are my flower that I will care for.
And yet even though you tell me to go to sleep I can't. Because I love you too much.
When I talk to you I feel as if I've been injected with morphine because I feel so calm.
When I feel as if I've made you angry I feel every bone in my body fracture.
When you tell me you cry I can't help but do the same.
Its coming to Christmas soon.
And your the only Christmas I need.
And you are all I need.
I can't wait to hug you.
I can't wait to kiss you.
But there's more.
You're laugh lifts me up.
Your smile is like being confronted by diamonds.
Your hair is just simply. Fluffy.
Your eyes shine like stars.
And I promise on Christmas Eve I will stay up to talk to you. All night for me but all day for you.
All I want is you to be happy!
Because your happiness means everything to me.
Your the most beautiful thing to me.
Thought I'd just let you kno
chemistrynitrogen is essential for all living
and i'm wondering if you're my
if i can just live off of you.
When We Dancewhen we dance
for both the very first and last time
I feel like crying
raking my hands up and down
your willing body I know we will
be like this after today
for I know happy endings
are not meant for pairs like you and me
each time I see your smile hear your laughter
when I feel your heat slipping in-between our clasped
silhouettes my hand grasping at your hair playfully
I know this is the beginning
and the end
all in one
once and for all
I know it is indeed better for us both to part ways
to keep dreaming instead of acting on the feelings
buried deep underneath all of our daily problems
expectations of this pitiful life
that has to be spent alone
it is better for you to run away from me
as much as
it is acceptable for me not to look you in the eye
when I feel your back and throat
when your voice resonates deep within me
as you say
you love me
and I cannot swallow the bitter lump filling my throat
Happy Birthday Darlinghappy birthday to you my darling
on this your day of birth
such special splendor this day now holds
for your birth brought into being such wonder
such magnificence personified in You
my heart excels and sparkles with knowledge
that you are in this old world making it so much better
I toast to you and tip my hat in honor of you today
Helena my darling muse on this your special day
my respect and love goes out across far oceans
to lay at your feet on this day of your birth
I honor you on this day and find happiness
that I have come to know you Helena
for the world is a large place
and the fact that I met you
fills me with the charm of good luck
love and joyous celebrations!!!!
Odd CoupleThe two of us come from different worlds
An East Coast Boy meets a West Coast girl
As a white boy, I never dreamed I would love a Chicana
And that the Chicana would love me!
Both of us are strange
Nerds, geeks, and weirdos
But she makes me happy
She loves me tenderly
So, I say to her cordially
"I love you for you accept me as I am"
Her response is, "I can't wait to be yours always"
Large, hairy, ugly am I
Deserving her I do not
Yet, you loves me all the same
And actually thinks I'm cute
Fancy that as it may
We make an odd couple
"Cherish this always and don't lose it"
That's my plan
the little mermaid(s)we were breathing underwater
exhaling and inhaling,
the first time we'd learned how to
this was the underwater ruin
that was balancing our names
on the fringe of its star-studded tongue,
our fingers spread apart
in a million particles of ocean dust--
and her freckles were splattered
across her face like acrylic
this was our beginning.
her hips were bending and flipping
through the breaking waves like she had
and i thought about the pillaging pearls of
water that escaped her mouth when
we piroutted together beneath
the ripples of the ocean's body
(which, was practically aligned with
how much longer would we survive
before we ran out of air?
Our Blanket, Our PlaceA moist berry blanket blooms softly
over spring so vivid,
why we too hold fruit.
The pure mountain forest could always breathe
after lonely lakes rained rivers of winter
while he and I rustled cold dawn frost
in sweet thick poetry
of stone and rose.
Lazy Afternoonyou are so beautiful just like you are
no need for any superfluous gestures
tonight your warm touch is all I ask for
your neck your knees
your toes your back
so smooth and yet elegantly arched forward
I do not want to be selfish in this pleasure of mine
and as your voice whispers invitingly in my ear
and as your softly smiling face looks back at me
I know that we are two sides of the same coin
found after so many years of a seemingly incurable void
with the music resonating through our room
I am sure everything will be more than fine tonight
and perhaps we will find a place for us both in the world
ready to murder and strip us from anything that we love
if we are not careful enough and do not mind each step we take
be my muse tonight darling and let me make you immortal
as we kiss and sculpt each other and the poem
is the only witness that I ever knew you
that you ever cared and that we did find each other
in this vast and yet fucked-up universe
I Belong To You I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another coat like her. Yet here I am, blundering through the elements in my vain search for the acceptance and warmth I found wrapped in Valentino’s woollen sleeves.
Thud. My body slams into the door, making the ‘open’ sign quiver and the bells tinkle in offense. I fight for entry, the door’s assault doubled by the stale funk of
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