Grace - oneshot/drabble
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sunshine_173Title: Grace
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sunshine_173
Rating: G
Pairing: Belldom
Summary: I don't really know how to summarize this. It's 420 words of description and reflection of one's lover.
Feedback: I quite like it.
Disclaimer: I think if I owned Muse, you would know about it. They're a bit famous so I doubt it'd be something easily hidden.
Warning: None. Except maybe a couple implications of sex.
Note: My birthday is in a few minutes so I wrote this to get all my nostalgic sadness out so that tomorrow will be full of awesome and happiness. If you're curious, the soundtrack to this is After the Storm by Mumford & Sons
Thanks toflavoroftea for betaing this and being adorable.
I’ve never understood the law of attraction or the physics of love. I guess I’ve always been frightened of the meanings that lie behind them. Or maybe I’ve just been afraid of you. Of the power behind your fragile bones, the grace in your eyes and the tragedy of your smile.
Afraid of how easily you could destroy me, and that sometimes all I wish is for you to do just that.
You don’t realize how much strength you truly have. How capable of annihilation you are with a flash of the darkness in your seraphic eyes.
I wish I could explain to you how persuasive your tenuous fingers are. How much they affect me when they play, dancing shapes and tracing desire across the expanse of my skin as I unravel at the sweetness of your touch.
I wish you could feel the flutter of my heartbeat drumming waves through my veins when you sigh your yearning against my lips. Wish you could taste the love that permeates through my pores, my very essence screaming and whispering the reality of its affinity.
Want to breathe you, feel you, relish you. Want to fly and to fall with you.
When you murmur esoteric beauty against my hair I want to weep. I want to remember your cries in the throes of ecstasy, melodious arpeggios fluttering as sound waves to my ears.
I want to remember the softness of your ivory skin, iridescent as the sun casts brilliance and shadow across our bodies, gleaming with the wetness of our sex and our sweat and our tears.
The radiance of your smile bleaches away shades of uncertainty and everything I need is in the passion of your embrace.
I count the shades of your ebony hair when you aren’t looking. It’s astounding to me that I always find a new one each time. The chroma of your irises creates depths that exceed the limits of the color spectrum. I used to get lost in them but now I just freefall, transcending into ethereal glory.
I want to remember your innocence, despite how you may seem. I want to remember your freedom and your elegance. Your wit, your passion, your optimism for a world that’s crumbling around us. Your paranoid frights.
I want to be there to comfort you, to hold you. To whisper against your neck that I will never hurt you.
What terrifies me the most is that in the time to come, you won’t love me like you used to.
Author:
sunshine_173 Rating: G
Pairing: Belldom
Summary: I don't really know how to summarize this. It's 420 words of description and reflection of one's lover.
Feedback: I quite like it.
Disclaimer: I think if I owned Muse, you would know about it. They're a bit famous so I doubt it'd be something easily hidden.
Warning: None. Except maybe a couple implications of sex.
Note: My birthday is in a few minutes so I wrote this to get all my nostalgic sadness out so that tomorrow will be full of awesome and happiness. If you're curious, the soundtrack to this is After the Storm by Mumford & Sons
Thanks to
flavoroftea for betaing this and being adorable. I’ve never understood the law of attraction or the physics of love. I guess I’ve always been frightened of the meanings that lie behind them. Or maybe I’ve just been afraid of you. Of the power behind your fragile bones, the grace in your eyes and the tragedy of your smile.
Afraid of how easily you could destroy me, and that sometimes all I wish is for you to do just that.
You don’t realize how much strength you truly have. How capable of annihilation you are with a flash of the darkness in your seraphic eyes.
I wish I could explain to you how persuasive your tenuous fingers are. How much they affect me when they play, dancing shapes and tracing desire across the expanse of my skin as I unravel at the sweetness of your touch.
I wish you could feel the flutter of my heartbeat drumming waves through my veins when you sigh your yearning against my lips. Wish you could taste the love that permeates through my pores, my very essence screaming and whispering the reality of its affinity.
Want to breathe you, feel you, relish you. Want to fly and to fall with you.
When you murmur esoteric beauty against my hair I want to weep. I want to remember your cries in the throes of ecstasy, melodious arpeggios fluttering as sound waves to my ears.
I want to remember the softness of your ivory skin, iridescent as the sun casts brilliance and shadow across our bodies, gleaming with the wetness of our sex and our sweat and our tears.
The radiance of your smile bleaches away shades of uncertainty and everything I need is in the passion of your embrace.
I count the shades of your ebony hair when you aren’t looking. It’s astounding to me that I always find a new one each time. The chroma of your irises creates depths that exceed the limits of the color spectrum. I used to get lost in them but now I just freefall, transcending into ethereal glory.
I want to remember your innocence, despite how you may seem. I want to remember your freedom and your elegance. Your wit, your passion, your optimism for a world that’s crumbling around us. Your paranoid frights.
I want to be there to comfort you, to hold you. To whisper against your neck that I will never hurt you.
What terrifies me the most is that in the time to come, you won’t love me like you used to.
