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.Have you ever attempted,
to drink the moonlight?
To bathe the setting sun,
before he rests the quotidian night?
Moment so Divine"Yesterday I arose. Today I may die. But tomorrow I live."
Moment so Divine as I held you
Tender in arms embracing you near
Now felling each world in campaign to find you
Left only to quake in despair and fear
Be it a curse or blessing, that I bear such memory
Your immaculate presence burned within my mind's eye and writer's emery...
Born of you as Nirvana, your one of eternity bliss
swallowed into the l a b y r i n t h of the
Endless destruction, emotions amassing in overwhelm
An anomaly of
This Valentine poem
What is this Valentine of which you speak?
The significant other of which you seek?
An individual of intrigue and regarded as unique?
Or perhaps simply one who has brought upon you an interest at peak
My own Valentine...? *offers but only a single gesture of the head in answer of no*
My own Valentine...
Has proven far more than difficult to ascertain...to find...
However, should you bear such curiosity as you pry further within the depths of my mind
Cease your relentless advance and offer an eye unto the "Moment so Divine"
Day of joy, Day of love
Day of yearning for these single doves
The bonded smothered of gifts and sweets to satiate taste
Yet all we hunger for is that of another's embrace
Unified in isolation, an annual mark of our despair
Shall we succumb to futility, never to experience courtship and birth of our heirs?
Nomads of romance upon this earth, this unmerciful reality
As though branded upon birth, never to achieve true love within our mortality
What then of my Valent
The Morning Arises poemThe morning arises and all is swell
Within despair no heart can dwell
Birds chirp in the morning breeze
The forest recovers from the nightly freeze
The black veil passes and many rejoice
The world in cheer apart from a single soundless voice
Cracking and snarling, the collapse of a great tree
Felled to the earth, uprooted and set free
The work of the Lord no doubt, to interfere none would dare
Perhaps if it had been the tragedy of a forest...then in the least one might care
Shallow breath released from its core
The vibration of its heart ceasing as surrounding kin mourn
Are we to perish as this, before one another's eyes?
What of our emotions and compassion, are they not sensed from beyond the bark of our guise?
What are we to the world, unto you dear Mother Earth?
Ever obedient and bound upon you since the time of our birth...long ago...
Shatter me...Shatter me,
leave me in cold blood...
Disrupt the flow of my being,
as I endure this emotional flood...
7th of EvanescenceNone could love...
an unnatural as me [a freak like me]
None had dared...
to fear I disappeared
Soul and body...
vanishing before your eyes
In this life...
In this shallow grey
Gale of Guidance...When the gale of a wind summoned...collapses upon you in embrace from your north,
whispering within your ear as it...caresses your entire body...
Might it be striving to guide you elsewhere?
Or rather attempting to offer you a reminder,
urging you nearer in its sensational touch...
Milotic vore story
Note: This is a purely fictional story with different background layouts then the actual pokemon ideas, meaning the names of the towns and settings. This is a story requested by
LucarioTheVorelover. I hope you enjoy.
Ria, oh how her name sparkled to Damien. His Milotic was more than just his pokemon. To him, Ria was a close friend. He had found her lying gracefully on the bank of a river. her soft, smooth skin had been so irresistible. Her beautifully colored body had shown out to him in spotlight, dulling everything around her. The 6-year old boy was not able to help himself and reached out to her. His tiny palm aiming for the Milotic in curiosity of it. The young boy brought his hand upon the Milotic's lengthy body, and stroked it gently. The texture and feeling was nice, slippery, smooth. She awoke in a sudden start at the touch, and wrapped her tail around her assumed assailant. But no, it was no attacker. Just a tiny human boy, a mere innocent child. She stared at the boy inquisit
Storm Of The Eons - Chapter 1
I'd never have... or, nobody would have ever known that, despite me living my normal everyday life as a 15 year old boy, going to school, being with my friends, all that normal stuff; that things were stirring. Events stirring that would change my life my whole world for the undecidedly better or worse.
I'd never have known this fate that lay for me, and I still cannot say whether I'm exactly happy with it. But I cannot go back. This is me, my new world, who I am, forever.
I am Christopher... and this is my story.
It was a school night, same as every other night past & future; my parents nudging me to hurry up with last-minute work I needed to do, and then asleep by 10:30. Nothing out of the ordinary, though I didn't mind as I had grown accustomed to this.
While I lay that night, it was a long, dark, dreamless sleep. The kind you get when you can't quite sleep, but are.
It felt like... by the time I woke up the next morning, everything would be gone... eve
Storm Of The Eons - Chapter 15A New Dawn
The explosion booming from behind was unlike anything that had ever been heard before. All 7 latis were forced to tightly cover their ears for dear life from the tremendous bang. Shortly after, a merciless shockwave came reeling in, rocketing the latis forward."shiiiit!!" Shiven cursed aloud as the unconscious Latikaru was whipped free from her shoulder and Shiven herself was slung head first into a giant tree trunk, making quite a crack on contact. Latiar lost grip of Laticer as himself, Seritya, Nova & Toran were all thrown down further afield into the plains, while Laticer and Latikaru had by pure luck, managed to be flung into cover from the shockwave, deep in a hedgerow. Eventually the shockwave came to calm down, at which point Latiar sharply picked himself up from the bumpy grassland, whipped his head back round to face the fortress and to his pure horror, saw fire and smoke roaring from every inch of the building! "Vami!!" he sobbed, this alerted the ot
Storm Of The Eons - Chapter 6Cry For Help
The night in the lodge was an ever so cozy and peaceful night, the fire burning gently all the way through, keeping the whole place warm and inviting. It was another dreamless sleep for me that night, but it didn't bother me since I was cuddled up with someone whom I knew, liked me and cared for me. It was one of the greatest nights I had ever slept... by far better than any other as far back as I can remember. Because none, were ever like this... sleeping, with company.
That next morning, as the light of day was shining intensely through the window above the heads of myself and Latikaru's, very slowly I opened my eyes as to not be suddenly blinded by the inlet of daylight. My chin was still rested gently upon Latikaru's forehead as I came to, her own buried deep into my chest, obviously showing that she'd had a good night. I hesitated to move as I gradually became more awake, not wanting to suddenly disturb Latikaru from her own sleep... that wouldn't do any
Storm Of The Eons - Chapter 2Not Alone
I spent an eternity in the darkness unable to see, unable to move. Very occasionally I would hear distinct voices ringing in from the outside. I couldn't make out exactly what it was that they were saying... but they weren't friendly, let's just put it at that.
After lying ever longer in the abyss of unconsciousness, the first sign of awakening were at long last, finally beginning to leak through. It was a struggle to wake... felt like I was paralyzed and couldn't even open my eyes... but no, I was moving, I was awakening... I was alive.
So strong whatever that thing was that as I finally opened my eyes, I was still so heavily sedated that I could see nothing but blurs. I lay motionless for the next while... quarter... half hour maybe at last, I could see. What's more is, I was able to move my whole body, same as before... but something was wrong... something I cannot explain... whatever it was, it certainly did not feel... human.
Pulling myself up t
Silenrea goes shopping...Silenrea's first day shopping...
Silenrea, with a recently gained anthro form, was taken shopping for clothing by Lateon. Silenrea was in anthro form at the time, but cloaked to look like a human female, meanwhile Lateon was in his human form. This conversation took place shortly...
"And go ahead, pick out what you want."
"Umm...how about just one of everything?" I say innocently and smile.
"There's a bit of a problem there."
"These things cost money."
"I don't have nearly enough for that."
"What do you mean? The exchange of goods in society is that you hand bits of paper and metallic circles with numbers on them and get something in return. I don't see the issue here. We give them their paper and metal and take the clothing..."
I facepalm and sigh
"Siley... I need enough of the paper and metal to buy the clothes."
"Without enough, I can't buy it."
"Oh right...of course. Umm..." I thi
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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