greedily devour it, then.how dare you?how DARE you!?pitiful thing.disgraceful insect.look upon me with your beady, black eyes.how dare you, how DARE--you speak?to me of glorious freedom,of a breath to my own life, to my own pleasure& not that of deplorable men.& if i take your hand?grown from ivory websin my time of need,what do i owe but my soul?it had been ripped from my body years ago.take this empty shell, perhaps you can make it whole?
a princess' wish.if i left a glass slipperawaiting your rose-tipped fingersto brush softly & lift into your handswould you accept my gift?would you think it love?would you think it odd?would you turn away?letting the precious thing fall from your graspto the hard world belowto shatter and be forgotten?i might leave that thingthe portal to my heartto give you a reason to speakand liveand lieand love.
my final fantasy.you and your crystallized lipsparted in your last wordswilling me to hear your dreams,the ones i refused the dreams i turned my back on.but even nowas your crystal turns into soft skinand i take your placeyou smile at me.you tell me that everything was being realized.that there was no need to fight, anymore.hand in hand we walked,sisters in life and death.in mortality and immortality.this seal burns my chest.my heart bursts.to see you live again,this is my dream.to see you well again,this is my wish.to hear you laugh again,this is my final thought as i drift into this dreamless sleep.
so rough, so gentle.those iridescent eyesstaring through me to my soul.those ebony clawstearing through my skin and bone.those smirking fangsengulfing my heart.& yet so gentle.the way you hold my cheek in your palm.the way you tell me to close my eyes.the way you promise everything will be over soon,as i scream your name in lust & pain.
And, no, I don't frequent Midgard, I'm afraid.
Though, I do appreciate the flowers~