If
If I were a tree I'd be
a Willow,
gentle with grace.
If I were a bird I'd be
a Toucan
bright, mocking, and funny.
If I were a picture I'd be
Abstract,
Strange.
But if I were anyone else
Who would I be?
Crow
Over the dark trees
The moon was high making
The plants shine and shimmer
From the previously fallen rain.
They're in the dark of
The night a single
Crow lay upon the ground hoping
For a miracle.
It swayed in and out
Of conscientiousness, trying,
Struggling.
Neither person nor creature
Dared help the poor soul
Tossing, and turning in pain.
No one knew this
Would be his last moments
On this earth.
Not a single person
Caring, nor giving pity to
The dying bird.
No one knew
This creature would never
Be remembered.
No one knew this crow
In the forest was now
Dead.
If
If I were a tree I'd be
a Willow,
gentle with grace.
If I were a bird I'd be
a Toucan
bright, mocking, and funny.
If I were a picture I'd be
Abstract,
Strange.
But if I were anyone else
Who would I be?
Crow
Over the dark trees
The moon was high making
The plants shine and shimmer
From the previously fallen rain.
They're in the dark of
The night a single
Crow lay upon the ground hoping
For a miracle.
It swayed in and out
Of conscientiousness, trying,
Struggling.
Neither person nor creature
Dared help the poor soul
Tossing, and turning in pain.
No one knew this
Would be his last moments
On this earth.
Not a single person
Caring, nor giving pity to
The dying bird.
No one knew
This creature would never
Be remembered.
No one knew this crow
In the forest was now
Dead.
He was so happy.
The warmth of his lovers breath ghosted over the bare skin of his chest, soft and breathy as he slept. His lover was catlike in his sleep, light as the tendrils of choppy, brown hair that framed his face.
"Mmmn..." The boy beside him moaned, curling closer to the larger figure, throwing a leg between his and drawing the sheets higher. His fingers pressed into the taller figure's navel as he murmured a single name in his slumber. "Kaoru..."
Beside him, face hidden under layers of soft, blond hair, the taller figure smiled, reaching with long fingers to stroke the boys cheek. "Oh Ryou..."
He turned to his side, careful to s
Current Residence: your closet deviantWEAR sizing preference: ??? Favourite genre of music: anything really Favourite photographer: ... Favourite style of art: traditional Operating System: Dell MP3 player of choice: Zen Favourite cartoon character: Dib Personal Quote: Forget the past, forgive your enemies, and live for today.
I have now got my Prussia wig. I don't think i will be going as uniform Prussia but instead as casual. Why? Because i am lazy and do not intend to wear a very hot cosplay for a long period of time! ^^"
~Bell
it seems i am being dragged into prussia cosplay so i have decided to attempt to make this cosplay (once i find the right patterns and stuff) and most likely fail at this but i would rather be proud to say that it is my own work.
so if i have enough money and time for this i shall make it but if not oh well
oh deary doo, i have a lot of work to do on my profile. Most of my art is really old and the poems are very inartistic. I should be studying for finals knowing how i forget everything (and procrastinate) but with my parents getting a divorced makes this task a bit harder.
on a good note though, I had a simply magical time at No Brand, i do wish to see everyone at some other cons. The Hetalia panel and photo shoot were both very fun.
I need some sleep tried to sleep last night but couldn't do that very well due to the fact that we had five people in our hotel room.
~poof~
Sincerely,
Imperial England