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josephene

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I wanna know what you think, have a great weekend, all!

She sat quietly in the night. The stillness of the room brought her comfort and peace. A feeling she had been lacking for months. Her breathing slowed and became the only sound that washed through her. Only in this silence could her mind take her body back to him. Slowly her eyes drifted shut, and from the darkness, he appeared.

His eyes seared into hers...beckoning, invading, and claiming her as his own. She collapsed inside within the safe familiarity of his gaze. Her eyes drank him in as if she had been thirsty for years...his eyes were touching her, like feather caresses dancing across her skin. The longing in his eyes was always as if he was seeing her for the first time. His examining eyes wouldn't have to look far to see the secrets that hid within her. The moment he did, she knew.

She wanted to run to him, but she couldn't move her feet. It was as if they were made of lead. She went to speak, but no sound was made. Her arms were numb, and wouldn't reach out for him. Her head began to grow light as she struggled to take a breath. The anxiety began to fill her with a liquid, murky and tainted, soon it would drown her.

He stared at her now, breathing back the tears before they were allowed to fall across his chiseled features. He knew moving to her, saving her, he may drown himself. Her eyes with an apology that his rage refused to see. The distance that separated them in this realm was now mirrored by the gap between hereyes and his heart. This man was pushing her away. This man who completed her life. Who answered all of her questions and finished all of her ideals with his own. The comfort she felt upon beginning this journey tonight was becoming devoured by the monster his knowing eyes were breathing to life.

All the pain she had lived through in her short life, she would gladly digest again to take his pain away. To take that look of disappointment and replace it once again with the eyes of love that they had built together.

The liquid continued to rise, now constricting her chest from breathing. Her hope left alive only by the memory of the way he had looked at her before. Back before he knew her secrets. The water grew, and soon would swallow her whole.

Her eyes now pleaded for forgiveness. Accepting the penance for her sins, her only objective was to take away the pain that she had inflicted. To once again free his spirit from her. Forgiveness is the greatest gift you can give yourself, and all she wanted now was to ease his hurt before she disappeared.

His eyes briefly closed, pushing the cramping pain away. He inhaled...the air circled deep within him and when he exhaled, it released the lock on the door he had slammed shut on her. He slowly opened his eyes to see her again, and she was gone. All traces of her had disappeared as if she never existed. That was until a voice from deep within reminded him. Reminded him of her sweet comfort, and contentment that he had only found within her. She existed inside of him, beyond his heart, beyond his soul, at the core of his being. Now she was gone, and he longed to touch her. Longed to tell her that nothing could replace the love he found in himself when he met her. That there were parts of him that would die without her life with him. The suffocating absence of her now gutted his body of steel and he collapsed to his knees. The heels of his hands pressed into his eyes, creating dancing lights. The specks of light disappeared too quickly to warrant a distraction. Razors scraping from his insides to peal away his pain. He took in a breath and prayed for it to be his last.

Her eyes now opened, her pupils widened in the night. A cool breeze swept in through the open window and circled around the room. She opened the front door and stepped outside to the smell of a spring rain on the way. The breeze rustled through the trees over head and from the distance, she heard the sounds of the nocturnal creatures that surrounded her. She grabbed a warm blanket and settled into the porch swing as it swayed her to sleep.

The sun peaking over the field ahead of her welcomed her to a new day. She pulled the blanket tighter around her and headed into the warmth of the house. The night air had left her feeling electric, with energy surging through her body.

She pulled into the parking lot an hour earlier than she had been told. After checking in with her reflection, she made her way to the small gathering of people waiting by the tall fence. She made pleasantries with some familiar faces, but it was difficult to find the words to communicate to anyone when her mind was racing, thinking of him.

The mass of steel slowed and stopped within a hundred yards of her now. The crowd had fallen deeper into the dense fog that surrounded her. She was very alone in her moment, and her body tensed waiting for the gates to open.

Once they did, the crowd around her poured onto the field to greet the now exiting line of passengers. Her body was moving without the help of her brain as she made her way with the masses. Pairing off into small groups, she soon saw him. He had been staring at her waiting for her eyes to meet up with his. She walked the short distance to stand in front of him, her mind a flood of thoughts, her body a flood of emotions. She tried to speak, but not a sound was made. She tried to reach for him but her arms were numb and wouldn't move. He lowered his bag to the ground and looked into her. He searched for answers to the questions that kept him tossing and turning for countless nights. He searched for who it was he had left in this spot eight months ago. Her eyes sang to him, as a familiar song he hadn't heard for a lifetime. Standing here now in front of him, she once again slid inside of him. She swam around inside and slipped into her familiar place that she claimed as her own a long time ago. The warm air that she breathed into him brought the part of him to life that he had thought died. The familiarity of the feeling he had been longing to find brought a smile to his eyes. She sighed, out loud, his acceptance released her to him. She slid into his arms as they floated under the crystal clear water.
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smf6009:
I enjoyed it, it was quite vivid. To be hypercritical I would say that some parts were a bit redundant and also that the analogy of either of them being "inside" or "within" the other was used a little too often. Also in the phrase "like feather caresses dancing across her skin", is that right? I'm not sure if caress can be used as a noun, did you mean carcasses? But I really did enjoy it; it reminded me of the movie "Cries and Whispers" even though it is about something completely different. But you did a very fantastic job.
Mar 28, 2004
delirium_faerie:
i really like it. the pics of me in the dress were actually some i sent in to sg, but they weren't really into that set.
Mar 28, 2004

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