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January 14, 2013


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Journal Entry: Mon Jan 14, 2013, 6:43 AM

:iconniiveleggelja: :iconelisanth: :icondaturanoire:
:thumb346501416: Indian calmness by Elisanth La Sublime by Daturanoire

:icontoxic-nebulae: :iconwilliamfdevault: :iconastrangeallure:
maitres de l'amourI solipsize over your bent body,
the trails of glitter
between your breasts,
the sharp stunning whip
of ankle, thigh,
in the moment that
the elliptic shudders
converge you, shift
your sigh
into an exhale
you won't return from.
I long to keep you like
a bruise to contain your eternity,
preserve you
in the memory of your breath,

but you are vicious and lurid
in this darkness;
you crackle and blaze
and will not be subdued.
the straight columns of your legs,
the graceful arches of your ribs,
the slight strong architecture of your frame
will be enveloped in your
greedy fire,
your feet glancing and blue
as the bottom of a flame.
elf IIyou dance away in patches of light
on the floor of a forest made up
not of trees and leaves
but the memories of our species
and our own, sweet and brutal, times.
fallen about us in metaphor for leaves,
no longer alive, but mulch for growth.
and yet.
and yet.
there is an intoxicating scent
that rise from the fallen times
and fills my heart with longing
and memories of moments that linger
like the warmth of an earnest kiss
on alien lips, returned at length
to make logic of mystery.
William F. DeVault.  all rights reserved.
A Piece of Meatrip
use your teeth
a piece of meat
but there is blood raw running red and fast
do not forget to tell her of your love
for someone else
help her bleed
while she

:iconinextremiss: :iconlorelyne: :iconanhen:
from dust by Inextremiss Sceptical Defiance by Lorelyne Scarface by Anhen

:iconsuzelh: :iconptitjo: :iconpascal-prevost:
JanvierPeu me chaut si tu me bats froid,
Les sentiments tièdes me glacent le sang.
L'absence de fièvre, le mou tempérament,
Me refroidissent considérablement.
J'irai plonger dans un volcan
Et me chaufferait au feu ardent,
Pour oublier, fieffé Janvier,
Combien tu ternis ce début d'année.
Et puis plus tard quand le Soleil rira,
Et t'enverra dans de lointaines contrées,
De tes sueurs froides je me moquerai,
Et pour quelques mois je t'oublierai.
Mais bien sûr, Janvier, bien sûr, tu reviendras,
Un jour de l'An, le premier, enfin, je crois,
A l'aube d'une année, nouvelle et enneigée,
Et contre toi, de nouveau, je tempêterai.

:bulletyellow: bonus : short & strong

:iconseaplume: :iconriseandbe: :iconlexxii: :icondelice1941: :iconvespera:
Date NightTable for two.
        Only one diner.
:thumb345691922: *Time Wise*Clocks frequently stop, time does not.
2013 Delice1941
13th January2013

:ohnoes: Too much work - I'm in late - See you soon (perhaps) :ohnoes:

:new: Prompt with points in the fortress (words / images)  / Concours avec points dans la forteresse (mots/images)

THE Contest ! - READ : POINTS !!Here comes the time for our anniversary contest – a month late, but better late than never ! Between catching the flu and everything else, I’m a bit late on certain things.
THE Theme : Our Fortress is Burning.
Yes, yes, I know … but there is a reason why I chose that name for our group – other than because of this great song by this American band that I love :
What is that reason, you may ask ? Well, here it is : Our Fortress could be/is: what we are, what we hide, what we protect or the very things that scare us the most. It is Burning ... for several reasons : dramatic ones, ironic ones, philosophical ones, comical ones, etc. Maybe we are the one who set it on fire in order to be able to go on/move on ... Maybe we are burning our past ... maybe it is burning as a consequence of our own wars or maybe because we just didn’t like it anymore, it was ugly or out of style ...
So here is our theme. W
LE concours: lisez (See other journal for English)Bien ! Voici l'heure de notre nouveau concours, que je voulais proposer pour l'anniversaire du groupe - entre le travail et la grippe, j'ai pris du retard...
Le thème : Notre Forteresse Brûle.
Oui, je sais... mais si j'ai baptisé le groupe comme cela, c'est pour une raison - hormis la chanson éponyme de cet obscur groupe américain que j'adore :)
Qu'est-ce que cela ? Notre forteresse - ce que nous sommes, ce que nous gardons caché, ce que nous protégeons, ou ce dont nous avons peur... Elle brûle - pour plusieurs raisons... Dramatiques, ironiques, philosophiques, parodiques. Peut-être est-ce nous-même qui y mettons le feu, afin de pouvoir avancer... Peut-être est-ce notre passé que nous brûlons... Peut-être est-ce une conséquence de nos guerres... Peut-être parce que, tout simplement, elle était moche ou démodée.
Voici le thème. Qu'est-elle, votre forteresse, et pourquoi brûle-t-elle ? Racontez. Pas de limites au style : une pa


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Elisanth Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2013
Thanks for the feature! :)
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Comme d'habitude, tu as beaucoup de goût!
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merci !
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Your temple of love rocks!
Merci encore
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:iconclop0: Wow :iconwowplz: Pretty Cool :) Thank you:) :iconfrostymorningbliss:
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