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He walks alone in the darkness that has encompassed his world. He looks forward, there is nothing but more darkness. He looks back, the lights of his past shimmer and wink out. He looks to his left, his shadow following is every move. He looks to his right, his heart, broken, beating, in silence.
He walks in the darkness, alone.
One mindless step, after another.
The darknes follows him, his only companion. The darkness is alone too. They walk.
He speaks to the darkness. The darkness speaks back.
They converse of memories past, current tastes and distastes. They speak fo dreams and lies, hopes and fears.
The darkness confides in him that it no longer wishes to be alone. The darkness longs to play in the light, jovial shadows, strange figures on the wall. The darkness longs to be able to play with the light.
He confides in the darkness that he no longer wants to be alone. He tells the darkness that its company is most appreciated, but he longs to hold someone, to kiss, and be kissed. To hug, and be hugged. to love, and be loved.
The darkness sighs. He sighs.
A crack of thunder is heard, the sky opens, He and the darkness look up to this great chazam in the sky.
He smiles, a woman is floating down from the heavans. The darkness smiles, she is encompassed in light. The darkness disappears, off to play in ger wonderous light.
His heart leaps. She, is falling to him. An angel. His angel, With beautiful eyes, that hold many secrets. With a smile that could kill. A laugh so innocent and pure, the Pope himself would cry, tears of joy, at its sweet sound. And a voice, a voice so gentle and delicate, any child would calm at its gentle persuasion.
She takes his arm, his angel, his dream, she takes his arm and slowly walks beside him, lifting and mending his heart. she pulls hims along a path, with two sets of footprints, and they walk, Together. Into the rising sun.
Moonlight_Kills · Wed Aug 12, 2009 @ 11:07am · 1 Comments |