Saturday 26 October 2013

Pandora's Kiss

"Pandora's Pearls"

Crystal tears drown under the best velvet distinctive feel.
A Ghostly feel that lead into a clear diamond road.
I found myself seduced down an Ancient Silk Caravan path, 
There she hid behind the golden stones she built around her heart.
She was a white gem against the deepest night.
She spoke Latin words upon this dreamy sky.
Her eyes were deep and the size of my mother’s midnight pearls.
I fell in to the stare of her bedroom eyes.
Wishing to taste the sweetness of her coconut milk fragrance. 
She lowers the cloak to reveal the beauty in her black pearly eyes. 
Raven hair under her soft sensual disguise.
Her lips redder than the violet rays of the sunset. 

She buried her beauty, and then exposed what’s under the cloak.
Soon, her body turned into rot and bones.
Her fingers pointed towards another path,
A rugged road of stones and pearls.
I took a blade and press it against my skin, 
Concealing my life shut, after she revealed all my forbidden sins.
Her lip, her eyes, her pearly grin, my last vision as my blood drew thin.
A sweet kiss of death before I fell into the eyes of Pandora’s Spell.

Entraced

Chapter 1: one:Judith

Sun shine beats down upon my face, as the whispy wind whips through my hair and face. My sister Callie is in the grassy area skipping and giggling while I sat against a large shady willow tree, reading. My mother was in the house humming tunelessly to the radio, my father in the garage working on his broken car.

"Hello birdie, would you like some birdie seeds too eat?" Callie giggled happily toward a blue bird that flew toward a tree near her.

The bird began to sing, as if it was actually speaking too her. I smiled and returned reading. Callie is eleven, with a wild imagination. She is sweet and pretty, with her long thick brown locks of wavy hair, piercing green eyes, a round faces, and full pale pink lips, and pink little cheeks...

My names Judith and I am not as pretty as my sister, with my dark straight hair, pale skin, dark brown eyes, and full pale lips, not as pretty... I'm only sixteen and one of the strangest things about me is that I'm a....

Vampire.

Chapter 2: gabriel

The girl stared at me with curiosity; her blue eyes marked my every move, her blonde hair whipped against the chilling wind. Her eyes narrowed as I took a step toward her.

A smile crept from the corner of my lips, she's not going to run or escape. I've got her trapped and cornered.

"You've lost this time darling..." I said

A flirty smile played on her lips. "I don't think so..." She whispered; her fangs popped out from under her gums, she ran her tongue over the sharp end of her fangs.

I smiled and raised my hand; I felt the warmth of heat coming toward my palm; that's when the ball of fire came to view. Her eyes widen and she swallowed loudly.

"Your a dragon..." She whispered in shock, her blue eyes seemed as if fear had crept within them.

I shrugged as if it was nothing, "And your a vampire, goody for me."

She frowned and took a step toward me, I smiled. Yes, that's it come a little closer...

I flicked the fire ball toward her, she was running ahead of me, but the ball of fire was already after her, and when the fire made connection with her hair; she erupted in flames, she let out screams of agony, curses and grieves. I juat laid back against the wall in the ally she had been in; it smelled of death, the flames were purple. For some strange reason when I kill a vampire the flames always come out purple, werewolves orange, demons are scarlet, ice dragons are piecring blue, pixies are pink, witches are green and sorcerers are yellow.

"Nice job Gab, you killed that one without breaking a sweat." A pixie voice said behind me. I turned and there stood my older sister Melinda, she's a dragon like me, but she has a different ability from mine, I'm fire and she's a spirit dragon.

Spirit dragons are deadly creature, right along side the fire dragons, spirit dragons have the abillity to suck your sould right out of you or connect with spirits and such. Fire dragons, just burn, and as well sense when fire is missed used badly, such as if the flames were being used for murder, or if the flames were being used for suicide, or I can speak with the flames, but they don't necessarily speak with me like a person. They send me a message in my mind which helps me communicate with them.

"Well it's was kind of hard killing her, considering she was actually prettier then most..." I said trailing off. 

Melinda laughed and walked toward me; Melinda is eighteen and I'm seventeen, she's the only oone in the family with dark red hair, green eyes, pale skin, flushed pink cheeks, fully rosy lips, a heart shape face, and one of the most muscualr bodies a girl can have. I on the other hand am like the rest of my family; I have shaggy brown hair, light brown eyes, a round face, tanned skin, and full rusty colored lips, and a muscular body.

"Well I don't blame you for that, she was actually quite timid so that concludes she's older, or was."

"Yeah, so what's Tyler got planned for us?" I asked, Tyler is the leader of our secret society for killing vampires, werewolves, and others such as that, and the usual vampire slayers, oh and Tyler is also Melinda's lover, so she gets in on all the information.

Her green eyes sparkled with happiness at the sound of Tyler's name. "He said we have to go back to the lair, because we have a new job and it's in Colorado.

I nodded and followed her back to the Mercedes she brought with her. I left the vampires ashes there for display to worn others of her kind that we are not afraid to torcher and kill them.

Sometimes feelings are hard to express with words and often we find ourselves speechless when in fact we have so much to say.

♥So here is a poem or two to express the feelings of love! ♥

1) You appear and my heart beats faster,
    You look at me and I blush,
     You smile at me and I melt,
     You talk to me and I can hardly breathe,
     You touch me and everything around me fades,
     You kiss me and I feel I could fly,
      You hold me and I know that I love you.
                        You and I.
2) 
      My heart’s flame, rhythmic and soothing warm dance,
Whispers to me about sweet love and romance.
You are the essence, the one true source
I cannot be anything else but yours …
Passion’s burning flame, like a lance,
Pierced my heart at first glance
And it blossomed into one true love.
It is in this love I become unmistakably whole,
The real meaning of life now emanates from my soul.
I cannot be anything else but yours,
My love for you will never waver,
My heart, my soul, my whole being is yours.
I love you, my dear, now and forever.