Knotted tassels of sugared dreams and salted hopes dance warily in the wind, tangled with bits of left over wishes and once upon a times gone wrong, stinging a little more then usual in this 3 a.m. playtime session. Lipstick smeared along the twisted edge of white fabric spun around my thighs, and I’m dipping my fingertips into the toxic pollution of beauty tonight.
It seems reality is made from nothing more then pretend these days.
Elegant and oh so posed, white satin looping in a graceful noose around my neck, with fingertips climbing their way up my torso; icy cold and barely bruising, I’ll make-believe contentment in the confines of the revolution storming through my veins while I sit, beautiful and distant in the raging chaos beating the air around me.
He’s staring at me again.
Hips swaying in time with my own heartbeat, I watch as tears trickled their way past eyelash armor plates, liquid passion rolling down sun stained cheeks, and for the first time I admit to drowning in the blue of my own eyes as I cry.
Beauty at it’s most consuming.
Oh, how lovely, he says, drowning with me, drowning in me, stunning pools of brilliant blue controlled by a tide all their own, smothering away everything other then the molten flames of passion that offers imprisonment rather then release. Stepping closer, sinking deeper, come out and play with me; you’ll be mine forever if you make me smile.
He’ll remember nothing in the morning.
A mermaid, he murmurs, skin sliding over skin, awaking nothing but electric nerve endings. A mermaid, as out of place in white satin and amid silk sheets as his open mouthed kisses are, trailing over my uncovered shoulder blades in the shadowed morning light. He tattooed wings over the sensitive skin of my back, using nothing but his words and tongue, and smiled at me, the poet with dead in his eyes and disillusioned ideals dusted over milky skin. An angel. An angel wrapped in my own nudity and his arms, just for tonight.
Come out and play with me.
For nothing more then one moment, he controlled the rhythm, locking my hair around his fist where it gleamed there, dull gold spun with fairy tales and broken promises.
Unravel my secrets and braid them into my hair and I’ll be yours forever.
Once the sun has rose, I’ll be neither mermaid nor angel, simply a woman with rain circling in her eyes and a catch me if you can grin punctuated perfectly by the dimples no one ever sees.
But for now, he’s more then content to lay here, enwrapped in my shimmering scales and kissed by the tips of my wings, dazzled by everything he can’t see in me and hungry for any secret he can tear from my lips. For now, I’ll let him try, destroying both of us as we taste and take.
Let’s play pretend and I promise I won’t bite.
Author notes
Written July 6th, 2005
consider this softcore
(C) WickedNeverland
A contest entry
- Public Places && Tangled Bed Sheets by bird-mad girl.
1200 points, ended May 19, 2007, 20 entries
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I swear, every time I stumble into your words I'm enchanted by LSD fairytales of the beautifully destroyed.
wowowowowwowowowow.
I loved this. There are no words to explain the emotions I feel or how much I truly love this piece. Very dramatic and dazzling in every sense.
The way that you entwined desire, saddness, dissapointment, and so many more emotions was mind blowing and breathtaking. I love the essence of innocence and passion and everything in between this piece held and captured. so fucking beautiful. I think I'm going to die. wow. fucking... gah I love it.
alright, don't tell anyone but this has to be my favorite thus far [and I highly doubt it will change
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Love always -xxx
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god, you always give the best comments. Seriosuly, I'm beyond honored that you take the time to visit my little world.
Much love,
mandy
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WOW!!! This is like one of the best things I have ever read!!!! You said every sad, real truth about how it goes and showed both the faces of desire and beauty and the faces of disappointment and reason for bitterness. Gorgeous wording throughout! Absolutely stunning write!!!
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Oh wow, this was different. I love how you can pour so many different words into one thought and still have it come out comprehensible. Great job once again!
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LIke darlinstac said brilliant i get lost in your words you did an amazing job
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pretty pretty pretty !! - - - >
this is amazing i think ur such a good writer holy flowers
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thank you for the wonderful comment DarlingStac, and i'm glad you liked it..
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thanks so much for the lovely comments! i'm glad you enjoyed..
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brilliant, just absolutely brilliant!!! that's just all I can say, i'm speechless.
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you are aMAZEing. holeyyy fuck I cant even begin to explain how tragically brilliant beautiful that was. I agree.. you cant help but get lost in the words, its like a spell. this is perfect- never ever ever ever never stop writing
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BRILLIANT... this was amazing.. i love.. i get lost in your words.. wow!...
xoxo stac
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