Welcome, traveller to the inner musings of my mind. Before you cross over the threshold to my magical world of mischief makers and inner musings, I'd like to mention a few points for you to note: this "blog" might be memorable. It might be moving, emotional or inspirational to ambiguous observers or travellers whom wish to voice their thoughts on subjects that I mention. I warn you the magic and the mischief included in this "blog" is all my own doing. If I include any creative writing stuff is posted here, it is of my own choice... and I ask for no praise, nor flattery, nor sympathy on the constant presence of darkness in my world. It might be Light outside, but the Darkness is still there, a presence masquerading as Light. It is visible in a majority of my poems to all, but invisible to me. Enter traveller, but do not fear, for the narrator will always be right over here!
Hi! I'm Laura, (yes, I'm 100% female with a tomboy streak) the writer and narrator of this "blog" (I prefer to think of the blog as my own little world of magic, mischief and mayhem, hence my spin off twist on the "blog"). I'm a student. So. As long as you people out there don't mind my presence here, I will stay!) doing (yes, you've guessed it) a writing course, whew boy. *wipes forehead from avalaunch of sweatdrops* I'm a musician of a sort meaning I only have one main instrument. So I'm not so much of a genius who can play several and are exceptional at all of 'em.
I dropped the violin as I became too self-conscious of my playing and I didn't want to bust anybody else's musically attuned ears off just because I couldn't work out how to do vibrato.
I'll let you catch your breath and conclude with this quote: They say there's a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow. I say, "Its leprechaun gold and since the end of the rainbow moves, there's no way in hell that you'll ever find it."
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Hi! I'm Laura, (yes, I'm 100% female with a tomboy streak) the writer and narrator of this "blog" (I prefer to think of the blog as my own little world of magic, mischief and mayhem, hence my spin off twist on the "blog"). I'm a student. So. As long as you people out there don't mind my presence here, I will stay!) doing (yes, you've guessed it) a writing course, whew boy. *wipes forehead from avalaunch of sweatdrops* I'm a musician of a sort meaning I only have one main instrument. So I'm not so much of a genius who can play several and are exceptional at all of 'em.
I dropped the violin as I became too self-conscious of my playing and I didn't want to bust anybody else's musically attuned ears off just because I couldn't work out how to do vibrato.
I'll let you catch your breath and conclude with this quote: They say there's a pot of gold at the end of every rainbow. I say, "Its leprechaun gold and since the end of the rainbow moves, there's no way in hell that you'll ever find it."
Dance of Desire
Posted 02-24-2008 at 07:28 AM by Dark Inferno
My imagine ran away with me last night. Pretty sweet for a person who got drunk on a fusional explosion chocolate mousse dessert, which I nicknamed Death By Chocolate - the sweetest way to go. Not bad for a five minute poem though.
Dance of Desire
There's a gathering tonight in Desire's lair
Where a duo will tango, their own seductive dance
In front of the audience
The music strums, a powerful force
Persuades the couple to spin into their positions
Silence reigns
And now their own personal duel begins
~
Whispers from the crowd, fill the hall
Desire watches from his golden throne
As the couple eloquently manages a series of complicated footwork
The woman, clothed in Red, passion radiating from her
The man, dark, exotic pursuing her to the other side
Both of them, wilfully stubborn, not wishing to give in
Flourishing, two bodies - in perfect harmony, perfectly compatible
Yet the battle isn't just on the dance floor
But also shining through their emotions, as they struggle to restrain
The music closes, the two souls conclude the tango, with a parting kiss
Dance of Desire
There's a gathering tonight in Desire's lair
Where a duo will tango, their own seductive dance
In front of the audience
The music strums, a powerful force
Persuades the couple to spin into their positions
Silence reigns
And now their own personal duel begins
~
Whispers from the crowd, fill the hall
Desire watches from his golden throne
As the couple eloquently manages a series of complicated footwork
The woman, clothed in Red, passion radiating from her
The man, dark, exotic pursuing her to the other side
Both of them, wilfully stubborn, not wishing to give in
Flourishing, two bodies - in perfect harmony, perfectly compatible
Yet the battle isn't just on the dance floor
But also shining through their emotions, as they struggle to restrain
The music closes, the two souls conclude the tango, with a parting kiss
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