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In Memory of YouI wish that I could see you now;
just one more look at you
Your eyes are perfect as they are;
so what if they're not blue
The way that you would look at me
sent shivers down my spine
You'd say to me, "You're beautiful;
I'm glad that you're all mine"
I loved it when I'd touch your hair
and take your curls in hand
I wondered what it would be like,
us lying in the sand
I miss you so it hurts to think
how life is without you
I wish that when I'd wake from sleep
my dreams would all be true
I would be with you every day
until the end of time
Oh what a life I'd have with you,
that would be sublime
But dreams are all for
I've lost my mind, I thinkJust a line to say I'm living
That I'm not among the dead
Though I'm getting more forgetful
More mixed up in the head
For sometimes I can't remember
When I stand at the foot of the stairs
If I must go up for something
Or if I just came down from there
And sometimes before the fridge I stand
My poor mind is filled with doubt
Have I just put the food away
Or have I come to take some out
And there's times when it is dark out
With my nightcap on my head
I don't know if I'm retiring
Or just getting out of bed
So if it's my turn to write you
There's no use of getting sore
I may think I've written
And don't want to be a bore
My Last DayThe time has come for my good-bye.
I've loved this all and don't ask why.
I'm going on a beautiful day.
I wouldn't want it another way.
The cool fall breeze brushes my cheeks.
I haven't felt this way in weeks.
It is my calling from the sky.
I never realized it was so high.
The clouds break up and drift away.
I know so many would like me to stay.
But nay, I must be on my way.
I don't have time to stay and play.
But don't be sad or mourn too much.
Don't cry or weep or anything such.
I'm not afraid, my time has come.
I will return where I come from.
StrangerStranger, where can you be?
Are you lost; Are you gone?
Why do you hide from reality?
It'll be there where you are.
Stranger, don't hide from me.
I know you care, even if you don't
Don't hide away; it'll do you no good.
Open the door and let me in.
Oh tell me, what do you think?
Something's in there, yes I know.
I love you, and you know this.
So why do you still hide from me?
Stranger, you are a mystery.
You change as swiftly as the wind.
You are a current in the ocean.
An actor who's in disguise.
Stranger, you're not a stranger at all.
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More