I Dunno Why I Bother

[tanarill]

Aargh. It's not like they couldn't have given me the emails of the chemists in Tox before I did six hours of research and lacha went and found proof that C8s are harmful! I get the impression they wanted the college freshie to tell them something different from the doctors and then say "Whee! The freshman knows more than the Ph.D.s and we can therefore use C8s."

[deep breath] Okay, that's off my chest now.


Title: Proposal
Rating: G
Warnings: None

Scream for me
your soul
and with your scream, which is your soul,
paint for me the sky
of high-summer, and of night.
Paint it in blue so dark that it
isn’t black, and in lights so bright
that I know
that,
millions of miles away,
there are suns burning
in the blueness of your being.

Dream for me
your heart;
make it an island, an oasis,
an impossibility of blue and green
just for me.
There, craft for me two
palms, between whose waving fronds I
will
hang us a hammock.
And after a long day of swimming
in the waters of your mind
we’ll run up the golden sand, and
collapse onto our hammock;
I’ll pull you down atop me
and hold while you
listen to my heart
beat.

Live for me,
your love
and forge your love into
a blanket
of steel and of gentleness,
and wings.
Be my gravity
And the wind beneath (around) me.
Bind us together in a tangled red skein;
never let us part
Fates.
Stay with me.

Please?


I think it's done, but I may edit it. It depends on whether or not it wants to be edited. Constructive criticism always welcome :)

Comments

[somnia-lustre.livejournal.com]

It's a test of endurance. You have to be the whipping-boy before you get to crack the whip yourself. ^_^