You are walking alone on the pier at just after midnight. The ocean waves crash around you and you follow the wooden path down to the end where you can see nothing but darkness and stars, with a full bright moon gazing down on you.
You rest your arms on the wooden rails when you feel hands gently lie on top of yours. You feel a chest touch your back and a breath cool as the night itself on your ear. Your heart begins to race, as your blood pumps through your body faster and faster.
You whisper softly, "Who? Who are you? What..." and you are interrupted. "What would be a more presuming question and a more accurate one as well, my dear one."
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"So vexing is your tongue I swoon to hear more"
You're standing with a stranger, eyes pondering the water.
"Thus you shall dear kitty, but death becomes the curious"
His cool whisper lingers on the tips of your ear.
He intakes your scent.
And you forget.
The cool breeze wishes to show your neck to him.
He shall not have it though.
For the wind pulls the brown curls over to the right.
When he wants them to go to the left.
"So long is the canines of a kitty"
Tilting your head slightly, you temp.
"But yours, no doubt, are longer"
He takes a pale finger and traces the jugular.
"Mmmm, most kitties keep from dogs"
He spins the newly placed ring on your left hand.
The one given by the man you are to marry morrow's eve.
"Aye, but even dogs stray from bats"
You exhale as he hissed the taunting bats.
Moving your hands, you entwine your fingers.
Yet his marble skinned fingers pry them apart.
"Come, dance with me kitty. With the tunes of old."
He spins you around.
Grasping your hands, moving one to your hip.
He hinders not, but swiftly moves.
His movements like liquid.
You follow his lead.
Her head lays upon his chest.
"Dear bat this kitty's vexed. But by a dog..I fear"
You sigh at the lack of heartbeat.
"Bat, I do wish I would look upon your face once more"
You look, but shift your gaze below.
"Ahhh, but to, would be to abandon this given gift."
"Dear kitty, I wish for your embrace once more"
He stops dancing and wraps his lanky arms around you.
Becoming nothing but the night winds.
You hear a whisper.
"Ahhh, but to, would be to take your gift"
A contest entry
- Mysterious Stranger by lordmalvok.
450 points, ended February 2, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
The gift of a heartbeating....given to that who loves the night.
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"Come, dance with me kitty. With the tunes of old."
=] Heh.. You are seriously good! =D The way you write is.. amazing ^-^ The imagry.. This piece flows very very well =] Im gonna bookmark this, kaaaay? ^-^
-Seth
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^^ thanks, glad you liked it.
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Perfect...love how all the events play out here...like a mini-story...
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Thans, the top half above the line was written by somebody else though, they gave it to me for a contest.
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Wow... I can't even describe how much I love this poem. It's so strongly written and so beatiful. This is a wonderful poem and it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside... This calls for...
"NEW DUST ON THE SLIMY FLESH!!!"
Hehe... But really, great job.
:0)
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Aww, thankies for reading!
Hehe, dust ahhhhhhh!
glad you liked it!
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Nice job and best of luck in the contest. Thanks for entering.
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Thanks for reading it!
I love the idea of the contest.
Makes me all happy
Thanks again!
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Woah. This is a amazing. It's very mysterious. Filled with everything beautiful and alluring about the night and the animals that lurk in it. I love it!
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Yay!
Thanks so much for reading!
I tryied to leave it open to the mind
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wow.. this was wonderful!!! =]
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wow, i just posted that^^
thanks!
btw, love your icon.
Thanks for reading!
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