As I gaze into his eyes, so blue, so bright, bluer than the sky I fly into all the time. I've hated his kind for as long as I can remember, but him, he's different, I can tell. His blond hair, it's like gold, it looks so rough, yet so silky. I've never had these thoughts about a man before or anyone in my case...
When I first saw her, she was ordinary, normal, nothing out of the blue, at least at first glance. But when she spoke, that when I knew, she was more special than anything I have seen, she's what I've been searching for. Something to lean to on, something to hold on to, someone to love me, for me. ~~~~~~~~~~~...
"So, you're the famous Emil" he nodded. "I guess" he better not be lying. "Well no offence, you're not what I was expecting" "Well, what were you expecting!" Now we're getting somewhere. "I don't know, someone more in control" I teased, this is going to be fun. "I can be when I want to be" Show me then. "Prove it" he...
Right on time. The Dancer in blue. So beautiful, so graceful. Happiness radiated off of the dancer in blue. Every step was perfect, no one can match my dancer. Every spin was a blur of blue. The ground is red. Blood red. Now the hill of blue is red. The place of life now has the dead covering it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...