Beautiful her Eyes. Beautiful her skin. She stands there confident and intelligent. My heart pains with every breath I take. This admiration is a dangerous overdose. Words fail to describe her. Words are just a shadow she portrays. Eyes dead to all around, Slowly. I slip more into the abysses.
Understand there is little hyperbole in hysteria. IT is the illusory assumption we defend with exaggeration all that we love. Sometimes what we perceive, seeming hypothetical, is the very reality of what the mind has seen.
The day is over and i track to bed. Laying there my eyes close. I enter the darkroom of my mind. I see her face gentle with a smile. While in detox an idea dawns.
In a world where i never was Her face still smiles. There is no desolation or deterioration that she swore blind would occur without me. Another greets her and touches her lips. I see his eyes devoid of the love she needs. She still stands there...content. Eventually I am freed from the depths of my minds detention. Now a thought will forever daunt me when she looks into my eyes. No matter what the strength in words. If it was not me...it would be another.
We adorn our words with glittering gold and shade them in ruby hues to try and capture the beauty within our mind's eyes. Exaggeration is a necessary catalyst to translate the vision in our head into lines and curlicues. I must say, I really love the line "Words are just a shadow she portrays." You've hit on the impossibility of truly encapsulating the wonder encased within our skulls. Well done :)
We adorn our words with glittering gold and shade them in ruby hues to try and capture the beauty within our mind's eyes. Exaggeration is a necessary catalyst to translate the vision in our head into lines and curlicues. I must say, I really love the line "Words are just a shadow she portrays." You've hit on the impossibility of truly encapsulating the wonder encased within our skulls. Well done :)
No its daunt, as in to dishearten. I find it represents the power of human insecurity towards a sign.. read moreNo its daunt, as in to dishearten. I find it represents the power of human insecurity towards a significant other at a set interval, in this case when he sees her.
11 Years Ago
oh...ok...
11 Years Ago
Thanks though...I like the way your aiming to keep me Sharpe! Its important to a writer!