no reason a figure in the distance
warm, glowing
radiates an aura
of blue
eyes searching and penetrating
obscuring my view
of the violent snowstorm

i raise my head slowly
to meet its stare
entranced and strangely comforted
by its ability
to transform me,
take all my trust

our eyes meet
and a connection is made
my eyes involuntarily
dart sideways
and I jump back
overwhelmed by the intensity

brilliant bursts of colour
elaborate ideas and sensations
lacking in shape or form
taking over my body, and
dispose of all
that once was

a split-second later
my hungry eyes return
to the sacred spot
needing more
with the unbearable arbitrariness

it will never be enough

suddenly it blinks
and all is lost
in a thieving gust of wind
taking pieces of my soul
and leaving behind traces
of silver
PrettyHate it doesn't work when you try to be more

like you
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Marky Mark . 040303
moon do you see it too? 040303
her royal highness the quirk aaargh i want to know damnit! i don't want to be just his fuckbuddy! 040303
ethereal there must be something there.

that wasn't there before.

(insert shiny plump tea pot and catchy disney tune)
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