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RED
his eyes are cold, and on me they linger
drinking in my features like rain and
clinging to my skin as the sun shines high;
he approached me with shaking hands and
fingers laced of whine: h-h-hey y-you're
pretty c-cute: he stutters like an angel with
fear in his eyes and anxiety swimming in
his veins like there's no tomorrow for any
one any more and i laugh like we have all
the days we could dream: so are you: not
a problem with any of my syllables could
you ever find but my heart races like the
dogs up in alaska; mush mush mush mush;
and i take his hand while butterflies sing and
t o g e t h e r we walk, hearts on f i r e
let's spend tonight in the closet, dear
ORANGE
in one arm i have his cheekbones, soft and
smooth like the onyx at his thighs and in the
other arm i have her lips, cool and delicate
and warm as night; together we are tragedy,
together we are comedy, together we are history,
together we are one; and in the silence of the
lambs out back we smile and dance like no one
is watching with rifles at their backs and we are
not on the most-wanted most-hated most-sinful
list plastered on every religious face of followers
that preach to us on the streets; shut them up
with a kiss on h i s lips, h e r lips
let's spend forever in-between right and wrong
YELLOW
i'll take your hand and you'll take mine but that's
all it is: holding hands and late-night phone calls
and love on the subway; no lust to blur our vision,
no need to carry extras in every spare pocket like
the apes of our species, rotten and filthy and so
damn unclean it burns our eyes to watch; let's just
walk along the highway with giddy dreams and soft
memories driving through our hearts and stopping at
every intersection, giving us the power to give our
h e a r t s and keep our s o u l s
let's spend tomorrow in the streets
GREEN
her smile carries me to the stars and there we sit
forevermore, happy with the world; gold pierces my heart,
glowing from the portals of her delicate face, reeling in
the breath from my ribs as I watch with envy as angels
sing to her-my girl, my girl-with halos of silver and harps
of bronze; my words drown in the sea of her hands as
they reach my cheeks with laughter so soft it sets fire
to the ice of her wings as the sun sets in the mid-morning
dawn; i look at her with crystals in my pine-tree eyes and
her sunset-smothered smile lifts me to my feet and with
the only words i am meant to speak she realizes the truth:
you are my e v e r y t h I n g, i l o v e you
let's spend every lost hour in the arms of each other
BLUE
buttercup lips and puppy-dog kisses greet me as i dare to
wake, moving with the current of the moon in your eyes and
all you do is laugh as the water runs down my cheeks and
melts into the bright pink fabric of my prized skirt; we laugh
as the sun dances with the stars at the party no one bothered
to invite the old moon to and she cries; happiness bubbles in
your veins as our hands clasp together like butter and we
drown in a sea of rainbows and flowers and beads and make-up
and you smile and tell me: i love you like yesterday: and i whisper
to you: i love you like tomorrow: and it blocks away all the sorrow
clinging to my bones from the heat of this prison; but one thing
is certain you tell me: you will a l w a y s be my b o y
let's spend spare moments in love's last embrace
INDIGO
you gaze into my eyes like there's no limit to our existence, and
the feeble truth behind my lips falters into existence, crisp and ripe
and boiling like tin foil in the moonlight; whispered words of love and
longing and desire and hope fly back-and-forth between our ears like
the black-and-white tears of a child, burning with innocence and the
inability to do wrong yet laced with matches and tobacco sweet; on
our first five dates we don't do anything wrong, your typical couple of
shakespearean romance, but by date six we've gone to romeo and juliet,
lust in the lake and love on the rooftops; and on ten you whisper the
words that will forever haunt me: you and i are meant to be, one in
mind and body and soul we are, d e s t i n y controls u s
let's spend september in silver platters
VIOLET
i scan the crowd with burning eyes, everyone could so easily be mine;
spread the love and crush the hate, make guns out of roses and roses
out of bombs; turn this life upside-down and take the hand of the lonely
neighbor you've never met in the nineteen years you've lived so close to one
another that your hands could touch in the freezing morning showers and
your bodies could collide in the dark hours of slumber; the world is at my
fingertips and maybe i'll choose her or maybe i'll choose him or maybe i'll
just let them choose, because nothing really matters in this game of love
and nightmares; yet in the back of my mind you always linger, though, and i
can't help but yearn for the s a t i s f a c t i o n of your l o v e
let's spend sunset in the treetops
so let's dance the way that butterflies do,
riding the air like it's nothing new,
and maybe we'll melt into two.
his eyes are cold, and on me they linger
drinking in my features like rain and
clinging to my skin as the sun shines high;
he approached me with shaking hands and
fingers laced of whine: h-h-hey y-you're
pretty c-cute: he stutters like an angel with
fear in his eyes and anxiety swimming in
his veins like there's no tomorrow for any
one any more and i laugh like we have all
the days we could dream: so are you: not
a problem with any of my syllables could
you ever find but my heart races like the
dogs up in alaska; mush mush mush mush;
and i take his hand while butterflies sing and
t o g e t h e r we walk, hearts on f i r e
let's spend tonight in the closet, dear
ORANGE
in one arm i have his cheekbones, soft and
smooth like the onyx at his thighs and in the
other arm i have her lips, cool and delicate
and warm as night; together we are tragedy,
together we are comedy, together we are history,
together we are one; and in the silence of the
lambs out back we smile and dance like no one
is watching with rifles at their backs and we are
not on the most-wanted most-hated most-sinful
list plastered on every religious face of followers
that preach to us on the streets; shut them up
with a kiss on h i s lips, h e r lips
let's spend forever in-between right and wrong
YELLOW
i'll take your hand and you'll take mine but that's
all it is: holding hands and late-night phone calls
and love on the subway; no lust to blur our vision,
no need to carry extras in every spare pocket like
the apes of our species, rotten and filthy and so
damn unclean it burns our eyes to watch; let's just
walk along the highway with giddy dreams and soft
memories driving through our hearts and stopping at
every intersection, giving us the power to give our
h e a r t s and keep our s o u l s
let's spend tomorrow in the streets
GREEN
her smile carries me to the stars and there we sit
forevermore, happy with the world; gold pierces my heart,
glowing from the portals of her delicate face, reeling in
the breath from my ribs as I watch with envy as angels
sing to her-my girl, my girl-with halos of silver and harps
of bronze; my words drown in the sea of her hands as
they reach my cheeks with laughter so soft it sets fire
to the ice of her wings as the sun sets in the mid-morning
dawn; i look at her with crystals in my pine-tree eyes and
her sunset-smothered smile lifts me to my feet and with
the only words i am meant to speak she realizes the truth:
you are my e v e r y t h I n g, i l o v e you
let's spend every lost hour in the arms of each other
BLUE
buttercup lips and puppy-dog kisses greet me as i dare to
wake, moving with the current of the moon in your eyes and
all you do is laugh as the water runs down my cheeks and
melts into the bright pink fabric of my prized skirt; we laugh
as the sun dances with the stars at the party no one bothered
to invite the old moon to and she cries; happiness bubbles in
your veins as our hands clasp together like butter and we
drown in a sea of rainbows and flowers and beads and make-up
and you smile and tell me: i love you like yesterday: and i whisper
to you: i love you like tomorrow: and it blocks away all the sorrow
clinging to my bones from the heat of this prison; but one thing
is certain you tell me: you will a l w a y s be my b o y
let's spend spare moments in love's last embrace
INDIGO
you gaze into my eyes like there's no limit to our existence, and
the feeble truth behind my lips falters into existence, crisp and ripe
and boiling like tin foil in the moonlight; whispered words of love and
longing and desire and hope fly back-and-forth between our ears like
the black-and-white tears of a child, burning with innocence and the
inability to do wrong yet laced with matches and tobacco sweet; on
our first five dates we don't do anything wrong, your typical couple of
shakespearean romance, but by date six we've gone to romeo and juliet,
lust in the lake and love on the rooftops; and on ten you whisper the
words that will forever haunt me: you and i are meant to be, one in
mind and body and soul we are, d e s t i n y controls u s
let's spend september in silver platters
VIOLET
i scan the crowd with burning eyes, everyone could so easily be mine;
spread the love and crush the hate, make guns out of roses and roses
out of bombs; turn this life upside-down and take the hand of the lonely
neighbor you've never met in the nineteen years you've lived so close to one
another that your hands could touch in the freezing morning showers and
your bodies could collide in the dark hours of slumber; the world is at my
fingertips and maybe i'll choose her or maybe i'll choose him or maybe i'll
just let them choose, because nothing really matters in this game of love
and nightmares; yet in the back of my mind you always linger, though, and i
can't help but yearn for the s a t i s f a c t i o n of your l o v e
let's spend sunset in the treetops
so let's dance the way that butterflies do,
riding the air like it's nothing new,
and maybe we'll melt into two.
Literature
Hope for a Next Time
This time is different
This time I can be open
This time I can explain it
This time I feel comfortable with me
This time my pulse goes crazy
This time it feels right
This time you care
This time you know
This time you wouldn't, couldn't ever hate me
This time sympathy joins the game
This time I care
This time I know
This time I wouldn't, couldn't ever hate you
This time I wouldn't, couldn't, shouldn't hurt you
This time you wouldn't couldn't, shouldn't hurt me
This time I blush
This time I feel
This time I can write down my feelings ten hundred thousand times and each time would be different
This time you're gay
This time y
Literature
This Could Be Everything
If I were honest,
I'd tell you that I would never take
More than you were willing to give. Even though every
Part of me craved what you weren't willing to offer.
I'd tell you that sometimes,
I get this overwhelming urge to bite down on your lips
Hard enough to draw blood so I can show you
What heartache feels like at three o'clock in the morning.
I'd tell you how jealous I am
That you can count on both hands the number of people
That love you, while I'm still trying to learn
How to love myself.
I'd tell you that most days
I can't handle waking up in pieces
When it seems you've got yourself so together.
I'd tell you that I love
Literature
Genders aside
I'm in love with a girl, and it's nothing wrong
I'm love with this girl, with love so strong
I'll kiss her in public, because the world needs to know
that this is right, let them know what they don't.
I'm in love with girls, and some boys too
gender shouldn't matter, a 'you' is a 'you'.
And lips will be lips, a kiss is a kiss
hearts will be broken, love will be missed.
Skin is still soft, looks are still tender
love is still love, regardless of gender.
And my colors are: rainbows and more
to be stuck in saturation is a life to abhor.
I follow my heart, wherever that leads
don't play the judge; you don't know me.
Whether chins
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My gawd.
I am *in love* with this piece.
Like for seriously. <3333
Red was easy to write.
Orange was hard to think of an idea for.
Yellow was challenging overall.
Green was the easiest of all.
Blue was easy once I got me an idea.
Indigo was challenging in its own way.
Violet was by far the hardest to write.
Total hours spent writing- Three.
Total number of words- Oneohhohhseven.
Comment if you favorite, please.
It bugs me when people don't do so on written things.
:]
Won third place in &'s Rainbow contest.
Because I bet you'd never know if I didn't say so-
red: homosexual
orange: bisexual
yellow: asexual
green: lesbian
blue: transexual
indigo: heterosexual
violet: pansexual
Green is inspired by and for my amazing Kiani
Blue is inspired by and for the beautiful Kai
clubs-
~ [link]
~ [link]
Sequel can be found at [link]
entered in 's love contest.
I am *in love* with this piece.
Like for seriously. <3333
Red was easy to write.
Orange was hard to think of an idea for.
Yellow was challenging overall.
Green was the easiest of all.
Blue was easy once I got me an idea.
Indigo was challenging in its own way.
Violet was by far the hardest to write.
Total hours spent writing- Three.
Total number of words- Oneohhohhseven.
Comment if you favorite, please.
It bugs me when people don't do so on written things.
:]
Won third place in &'s Rainbow contest.
Because I bet you'd never know if I didn't say so-
red: homosexual
orange: bisexual
yellow: asexual
green: lesbian
blue: transexual
indigo: heterosexual
violet: pansexual
Green is inspired by and for my amazing Kiani
Blue is inspired by and for the beautiful Kai
clubs-
~ [link]
~ [link]
Sequel can be found at [link]
entered in 's love contest.
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This is beautiful <3 kudos for the creativity and feeling that went into this! =^w^=